Sigh. I have NO COMMENT.
A hundred times I've gone away
To a place where we lay
When everything was tangible
A hundred dreams I've had
Never were they sad
They lingered in my mind
For days, sometimes
Like the sweet taste
Of your lips on mine
A hundred times I've cried
Over sharp tongue and soft eyes
Other hands roam my thighs
They feel like lies
I'm stuck inside my dreams
I'm bursting at the seams
I'm not sure what this all means.
Unrequited love.
If I had a dollar for every dream...
To a place where we lay
When everything was tangible
A hundred dreams I've had
Never were they sad
They lingered in my mind
For days, sometimes
Like the sweet taste
Of your lips on mine
A hundred times I've cried
Over sharp tongue and soft eyes
Other hands roam my thighs
They feel like lies
I'm stuck inside my dreams
I'm bursting at the seams
I'm not sure what this all means.
Unrequited love.
If I had a dollar for every dream...