Night time when I lie in my
With all hope gone, and only dread,
I toss and turn, in
My pillow wet with tears I weep.
Behind closed eyes, I think
Your face as plain as it can be,
That's when I think of love
Back when I knew that you still cared.
My thoughts turn to your
love brand new,
The one who lays now, next to you,
In same arms that
once held me tight,
Instead you hold her through the
And then I stir, my eyes fly
My hand is gentle in it's groping,
For there you are, in your
Sleeping as I stare at your face.
For all is not as it might
One more night, another dream,
That I have lost you and you're
I'm glad that bad dreams, can be wrong.
(c) 2004 Loree