in my head
in my bed
i can travel high
i can travel far
outcome of love
outcome a dove
and i can fly above yarr
and i can without a sigh
i can't tell it's not real
i won't get dissapointed
until hours later
until ours eluded
from eachothers grasp
from your quenching clasp
i can be happy though
i will remember you
when i wake up
when i still feel it
and it'll happen soon
and away we go