Dreams Are More Precious - Enya

Come!

See!

High above.

Come!

See!

High in the heavens

a new star shining bright;

out of the darkness comes a light.

Come!

Hear midnight chimes.

Come!

Hear bells that are ringing

and from some distant shore

sounds of a journey echo on.

This is the night, they say,

everyone wants a dream.

This is the night, they say,

nothing is as it seems.

Come!

Sleep!

Close your eyes.

Come!

Sleep!

Give me your sorrow

and I’ll keep watch for you

until the dawn is breaking through,

until the morning wakens you.

Come!

Dream through the night.

Come!

Dream, and then tomorrow

you’ll see your heart will know

dreams are more precious than gold.

Dreams are more precious than gold.

Dreams are more precious than gold.