You come in my dreams
and haunt me too long
in my solitude. But I love it that way
to live while the dream is still shy.
I dream of you each day,
we’re still not lovers there to say
but I like it more that way
just to sit and let the time go by.
But I know of what lies ahead
not very sure of this love in my head
and not sure of how tomorrow shall be
so, I cherish it this way — to dream while I still live.
I know not what you might say, my words -
have still been silent for I fight with that thought each day
knowing not if they are my way.
But I prefer this way — I know I’m glad cuz I’m alive.
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