Having a Bad Dream
I like a little pain
If it wasn’t true
There’d be nothing that
I had kept from you
*(Wonder whom I guess)
We might be alive
Think it only sane
I’ve seen them walking
When I was alone
I talked as much like you
As my words would allow
Like you showed me to
Touching in our sleep
Moving very slow
* in a daze(??)
We ought to know
These words of mine
Can only start to climb
Those thoughts in my head
*Break on and on
I’m having bad dreams
So it isn’t true
Anybody else
Could have looked like you
Pull me by surprise
Laughing like you do
Looking in my eyes
Only passing…