Well, I have never seen you, perhaps the time will never arrive, that we
shall meet. But, I know that you are real, I can feel the warmth of your
heart pass over my face, as I look toward the sun.

I want to do one part in the play with you, but they tell me that you are
only a fantasy. They say that you are not real

Then I hear your voice, and I knew that you are real. You are as real as
the rain that falls. I know that you are as real as the dew on the rose.
Then I look around, and you are not there. A tear falls 'cause I know the
play will soon end. The actors are preparing for the final act. Will you
step forward and do one scene with me? Or, will you break my heart, and
we will forever be apart...