The Yearning Daydream

When I stare off into space I think of a place Where we could be together We would ride on the stars Instead of skipping bars Escaping the evil eyes The world wouldn’t judge When I give your nose a nudge With mine We’d be alone with the sun Creating our own endless fun Together There would be no more prayer We could be us without a care Or hateful remark In my private universe We’d be together until the hearse