|
|
the dream
by michele vasquez
i lie down to sleep, thinking of you,
wondering what you're going to do.
praying you will come back to me,
asking God to let it be.
hoping you're thinking of my smile,
praying you'll be gone for a little while.
i am falling asleep, all ready to dream,
wishing i won't wake up with a scream.
my eye's are closed and i see you,
standing there like a stick of glue.
i am hoping you'll give me a big hug and kiss,
and everything else i miss.
but all you do is smile at me.
i am really sad, which i hope you can't see.
you start to walk in my direction.
please don't give me any rejection.
now you are standing right in front of me and looking at my face.
i am all smiles and no sadness, which you asked me to erace.
your arms go up then i feel your body really close to me
the phone rings and i wake up, wondering if god let it be.
the phone is for me and it is you.
you want me back, now i know what you wanted to do.
|
|