Moving About in my Dreams

Moving about in my dreams like white sheep
Walking away from the wandering eye
I'll move not my body from this sleep.
How can a heart feel like this does so deep?
Looking over at you I can't say bye
Moving about in my dreams like white sheep.
The answer's to have something to keep.
There must be a season that explains why
I'll move not my body from this sleep.
We must began to move things we can sweep
Away to a place we just go by.
Moving about in my dreams like white sheep
He looks to me to be someone that leaps.
Moving away quickly to the blue sky
I'll move not my body from this sleep.
Tell me what the answer is, night bird bleep
Talking to a heart that cares not to die.
Moving about in my dreams like white sheep
I'll move not my body from this sleep.