The Dream
I see you, dream
But I can't touch you
Only if this glass wall wasn't between us
So clear sometimes I run through it
I want you so bad
But what if I'm scared to break that glass
I love you
Even though I've never touched you
How could a dream affect me like this
You seem like I will like you
But I don't know
What your dream will hold
Will it be good?
Will it be bad?
I can't decide what to do
I hope you understand
If I make the wrong decision
It had nothing to do with your dream
Just the thought of it makes me happy
I hope if we ever meet
That you'll understand
I wish I could explain it
But I can't
It's just one of those things
Just a...Just a....Just a Dream
Copyright © Tylesha Gibson | Year Posted 2006
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