Is It Fantasy High on a hill with the wind blowing constantly, just like my thoughts going on endlessly. My imaginations starts to take over me, I find myself with you, there across the sea I'm in your arms, feeling your embrace. Holding me tightly feeling secure and so safe hearing you whisper, everything is going to be alright, now that I am in your arms, holding me so tight There is a place, when one is so in love, a place of tranquility peacefulness, birds flying above A paradise where only two can share, a feeling of togetherness of being one, with tender loving care But here I am standing alone on my hill, is it my imagination, Fantasy still...to want to be with you there across the sea to feel your embrace, holding on to me. Please tell me that it's real and not a Fantasy at all to love me for always, thru spring, summer, winter, or fall.... Written By: Bernadette