Nov 27, 2004 06:32
I'd hold you like you were a dream and dream of you like I was holding you, if I knew I hadn't let go.
I'd take you by the hand and tell you everything would be alright, like my mother did when everything wasn't. I'd stand with my arms straight into the sky holding the stars up long enough for you to run to cover, But the stars won't fall and you've already ran for cover, it's been uncovered. I'm a dreamer, not a sleeper, I've lied awake for so long the inside of my eyelids see my eyes less than you, the rest of you, the best of you blowing on your eyelids and