“Meeting in our Dreams”
Thinking back to a dream I had
Revisiting times when we were sad.
Sometimes a song makes me float out among the stars.
Other times music reminds me of all my scars.
I am listening to the radio and a song makes me cry.
I search within my feelings
just trying to figure out why.
In dreams I remember different things.
How we met and how we talked
That night at the beach, our moonlit walk.
I remember the day we met.
Me tripping over my tongue
in my mouth the words were hung.
To have you see right through me
as if I were a ghost
The hurtful things you said to me
I remember the most.
I wrote you that song
you never wanted to hear.
About love and longing
you going away and my fear.
And in my the dreams again we meet
and I sing the words to you
of a night on a rainy street
And I was in the darkest blue.
Thunder and lightning crash
The rain is falling hard
loud roar and bright flash.
And I wake up from the saddest of dreams
yet I wish I could revisit it
as you were there.