In my dreams

Each night as I dream
you are mine, or so it might seem.
For only at night can I see your face,
only in my dreams can my tears be replaced.
Only then can I see you holding me,
it seems so real, but only can it seem to be.
At night before my eyes close,
I pray for you, as the Lord knows.
And each night before I sleep,
I wonder how you got into my heart so deep.
But then it's perfect and we're both smiling,
yet why do I awake every morning crying?
I wonder why my dreams can't come true,
but better yet why I can't be with you.