"Dreams" is a chilled-down, hazy love song. If we're going to put it in Beyoncé terms: this is the complement to "Rocket." It's the song of summer dazes. Beyoncé doesn't come in until the later part of the song, but the build-up is well worth it.
BOOTS' production is great, but, like Portlandia's bird obsession, putting a Beyoncé on it made it that much more special. She goes from wilting flower to smoldering temptress in a matter of bars. This, dear readers, is what "Dreams" are made of.