I'm a hopeless romantic
Who's been no good at romance.
My dreams are romantic
And hopeless seems the chance.

Hopeless is the dream.
Romantic is the chance.
That sums up the life
Of this twenty-some year romance.

I'm no good at romance
But make no mistake
This isn't just chance.
My dream is romantic
That's why it still lasts.
It seems almost fanatic
And too hopeless to ask.

My soul has held to the dream
My heart has held the romance.
Is it too much to expect
But not too much to ask?

Dreams feed the heart
Hope feeds the soul
My mind collides with them both
As are such fairy tales told.

I'm no good at romance
But make no mistake
This isn't just chance.
My dream is so romantic
That's why it still lasts.
It's seems so fantastic
But still too hopeless to ask.

Yes, I'm such a romantic
And hopefully ask
Is the dream simply hopeless
And far too much to ask?

The dream of my heart
Feeds the hope in my soul.
Is it too much to expect?
That's why I must ask.

I'm no good at romance
But make no mistake

July 10, 1994