Only My Dreams Can Duplicate You

I've seen roses bloom in springtime,
And watched the morning paint fields with dew.
I've heard a thousand love song promises
that were written pure and true.

I've watched sunsets set the heavens,
Dressed in every shade and hue,
But all of God's repeated wonders
Still can't duplicate you.

You make an ordinary Tuesday.
Feel like something worth getting through.
You can turn a simple moment.
Into an hour, I wish I could renew.

You've got a way of making simple things
Feel important when you do.
And that's the part no dream gets perfect—
Except when it's duplicating you.

If tomorrow took you from me,
What exactly would I do?
Find another laugh?
Another smile?
Maybe I could.
But not another you?

I've spent a while thinking about it,
Trying to see the whole thing through.
Wondering if my heart was faithful,
Or just somehow attached to you.

But every answer led me back.
To what I already knew.
I've finally come to understand it,
After all the roads I've wandered through.

Life might offer similarities—
But only my dreams can duplicate you.
God can make another woman—
But only my dreams can duplicate you.

Nobody else could say I love you
And change my whole day's view.
Nobody else could say those three words
And turn my gray skies blue.

Most folks leave a memory.
Some may leave a bruise.
But you brighten up my whole damn world—
That's why only my dreams can duplicate you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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