Saturday, November 06, 2010

Damp

Abegail is asleep in my bed
Wrapped up warm in sheets
In a sea of make believe
With you, love, I never had a choice
Without you, my dearest, I never had a chance
I want to touch her face
But my hand would only go right through
She's just a ghost
A dreamer in a dream world
That I dreamed up myself
I am a daydreamer
Sinking in an ocean of dreams
Drowning because I miss you
Dying because I let you go
Without a very good fight
I will wait forever
But if only you wait forever too.

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