Jamie.
We met last night didn't we?
I watched your now fearless blue eyes
watch me as i looked around the classroom
the others said nothing yet i felt it
somebody was there
"I'm not the only one dreaming"
and you shook your head no
and i knew right then, you met me at last
i floated over, skeptical but aware, and you were still watching me
This is where i broke down to you
announcing my guilt and nightmares over your passing
"I wish i could have been there.. i would have done something"
I repeated with shame in my face
I told you about life now, How it does change..
How if you could have held on.. just a little longer
"Janelle, Its not your fault"
I shouldve been there..
In my sleep it was summer
and we floated on a parkbench
from summer to fall to winter
Talking, Remembering, breathing
I suppose winter was the destination
as for when we stopped, you stopped.
And i talked and talked and realized your eyes
they were not the same bright blue eyes as before
now they were dull and didnt shine with hope and desire
"Goodbye Jamie"
and your body, as if taking a nap,
fell softly onto the snow covered park bench
the skys opened up and covered u with blankets of frost
and when i look up to the sky, my dream was at last finished
Was It a dream?
I watched your now fearless blue eyes
watch me as i looked around the classroom
the others said nothing yet i felt it
somebody was there
"I'm not the only one dreaming"
and you shook your head no
and i knew right then, you met me at last
i floated over, skeptical but aware, and you were still watching me
This is where i broke down to you
announcing my guilt and nightmares over your passing
"I wish i could have been there.. i would have done something"
I repeated with shame in my face
I told you about life now, How it does change..
How if you could have held on.. just a little longer
"Janelle, Its not your fault"
I shouldve been there..
In my sleep it was summer
and we floated on a parkbench
from summer to fall to winter
Talking, Remembering, breathing
I suppose winter was the destination
as for when we stopped, you stopped.
And i talked and talked and realized your eyes
they were not the same bright blue eyes as before
now they were dull and didnt shine with hope and desire
"Goodbye Jamie"
and your body, as if taking a nap,
fell softly onto the snow covered park bench
the skys opened up and covered u with blankets of frost
and when i look up to the sky, my dream was at last finished
Was It a dream?