Footprints in My Dream

I am hopeless romantic and I admit it.

The sun glimmers in the blue water,
Sand runs through our feet,
As we walk along the beach.
Birds whistle in our hearts,
Am I dreaming?
Is this love real,
Between you and me?
The way I woke up,
With my mind still in a dream,
Hoping that one day,
You'll be mine.