It could be. .

pancakes in the morning   blueberry     the way you like them.

It could be. .

every moment special   with you here or gone     morning, noon, and night.

It could be. .

lost in the clouds   though we be found     on Earth at last.

It could be. .

things beyond mention   joys, sorrows, laughs     in another dimension.

It could be. .

songs, poems, melodies   dancing unseen     in a dream.

It could be. .

that first moment   replayed     over and again.

It could be. .

just what you wanted   always wanted     just you and me.

Yes, it could be.