In a Dream

Every time she finds her temper

Her heart is on her sleeve

With longing pulsing through her

She'll brush it off with ease

Too long she's been waiting for love, that swiftly will decay

And oh he looks right through her

As though she were a dream

His conscience lacks awareness

Of all that he has been

Too long she's been waiting for love, hoping

She's on her own in a dream

Lost in between

Wandering wearily endlessly nowhere

She's gone with nothing to show

And though he may be tender

His words will make you cry

And though his body lacks in stature

His mind will make you sigh

Too long she has traveled for love, his heart is made of stone

His eyes are like the ocean

Her feet are soaking wet

He makes a passing comment

As though they never met

Too long she has traveled for love, hoping

She's on her own in a dream

Lost in between

Wandering wearily endlessly nowhere

She's gone with nothing to show