In my dreams I see you driven by passion. The passion I wish I could have. You motivate me to become something more. I'm awoken in a way I've never been before. Everyone else is a blur, since you are my focus. When I'm falling you catch me.
Aren't we all waiting to be read And told that we make sense? Aren't we all waiting to be edited And mixed into a child,become parents. Aren't we all the diary of evey days dream And for those that agree here's recompense.