What if we're only a dream? A midnight fantasy? Only lover's in passing? What would it do to me? What if we're only wishful thinking, an aching want to never come true? Whatever, dear, shall we do? I know I will hurt until the day I go away. Dear, I think it would kill me. I cannot let the what ifs reign. I know I love you only. It isn't a wish in vain. It is a promise to see our love.