Where was I?
cuddling my pillow in a cozy winter's night
there was a dream that I once had
I saw us in a coincidental sight
you were acting crazy
and I was going mad.
was I stealing the daylight?
or were you concealing the sun's might!
were those real -
the power we had, the enigmatic force
chasing away the reality into delight.
why do I feel this has happened before?
why do I need to make it right?
why were you dreamy in my dream -
now I have another dream to recite.