Only a Dream
I felt his hand touch the small
of my back, turned around, but it
wasn't the one whom I expected.
Knowing it's wrong, but how can we
make this right, why did I dream about
him last night?
I have someone, that's what he's telling me,
we are in love, how could this be? I think about
him when he is gone away, how can my heart
not be in the right place?
But, how could I dream about him last night?
Knowing the way I'm feeling wasn't right.
But, I say to myself, It was only a dream...
when I awoke, he was lying next to me.
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