poem on dream, love fantasies
|This place is familiar, i've been here before.
This feeling i have felt before.
Oh yes, it used to be a dream, but here we are now, just like in my dreams.
Some people sing dreams come true, while others lost theirs already.
But here we are, living our dream, relishing our greatest fantasy.
Wake me up unless its real. Tell me you won't fade away by the first ray of the morning sun.
That the cuckadoo of that roaster is not waking me up.
That am awake already and its you by my side.
That the sun sets and you are with me is what i want to know.
But if only you live in my dreams,
then take me along to your world so it becomes my world too.
Let a thousand dream days become a day here, and by next night we live another thousand.
Such a life would have been most dreamed of.