
I dreamt of this man called my lover my friend
The man that I thought would stay thru lifes end
I had thought we’d hold hands while taking long leisurely walks
or perhaps hang on each others words everytime we talked
I had fantasized we’d make love gently as we slowly became one
I dreamt of strolls in the park
and stolen moments in the dark
I pictured images of poetry in words featuring you and me
I thought we’d become we but it was always just you and I
I fantasized of a man you see who was caring and sweet and knew me,
he was understanding
we’d fall in love and be complete
In dreams this man gave a damn of the fantasies within my mind
and I dreamt that together we’d be one of a kind
I dreamt of building a home
no longer alone, being romantic we’d always be together
I conjured up images of two people laughing endlessly happy
I dreamt of sharing tears the world couldn’t see
and we’d never let spill unless with each other
I dreamt all these things with that man who was supposed to be you
But the dream and this memory wasn’t of you
for my mind played a trick and left me confused
my heart broke in two for I woke up alone
I dreamt of this man called my lover and friend
But that couldn’t be you for we’ve reached the end...