I will dream of you. Among the lonely paths of life, While I walk alone in the boulevards While autumn leaves depart from the branches That were their home And float softly in the breeze Only to settle lingeringly on my shoulders. I will dream of you. I will dream of you, In the midst of the snowy peaks, Where the heavens meet the earth And the sunshine illuminates the icy expanse As if cajoling a jilted lover. While I sit amongst the cold wilderness, I will dream of you. I will dream of you, Near the shores of the streams, Which move ever so elegantly through the trees While I rest in their shade, Reading an unfinished book, Whilst listening to the sounds of the brook That echo memories of the past, I will dream of you. I will dream of you, Amid the busy streets, Where the cost of life is but a fleeting glance Where a thousand dreams are born and die In a mere second. While I roam these jungles, I will dream of you. All this while, When you dream of...