that dream
that wonderful dream
it clings to me
as i gently wake
oh, that i could stay like this
on the edge of a dream
i reach out, try to keep it with me
but it slips
as it always does
just out of my grasp
that longing comes
that wish to stay clinging
grasping, to the last threads of reality
this is my reality
this lovely dream
i escape to it often
not often enough
reality crowds in on my reality
suffocates what i want to see
but oh, that dream
that wonderful, wonderful dream
i can cling for a little while
and that's all i need
until the next time