He's the lover in my dreams
He's the one I'll never meet
But he's the one I run to
He's so perfect in my mind
But those grapes upon the vine
Will end up sour too
I saw him on Thursday but I couldn't meet his stare
Walkin' in the park with the sunlight dancing in his hair
I held my breath but he just walked on by
I could make this dream come true but I will never even try
He's the lover in my dreams
He's the one I'll never meet
But he's the one I run to
He's so perfect in my mind
But those grapes upon the vine
Will end up sour too
I saw him on Sunday, my secret angel flame
He still doesn't know my face and I will never know his name
I saw her on his arm, that pretty sweet brunette
Suddenly I realize that she is where I'll never get
He's the lover in my dreams
He's the one I'll never meet
But he's the one I run to
He's so perfect in my mind
But those grapes upon the vine
Will end up sour too
I saw him on Tuesday in the slowly melting snow
I saw him buying flowers but for whom I still will never know
I licked my lips and I held my eyes just right
A picture ran through my mind of me and him in candlelight
He's the lover in my dreams
He's the one I'll never meet
But he's the one I run to
He's so perfect in my mind
But those grapes upon the vine
Will end up sour too
Will end up sour too