I had a dream, you were in your wedding dress.
Standing next to you was your groom, would've never guessed,
That it was me, as I looked you in your eyes,
Standing side by side, you started to cry.
And I just held your hand, fighting back the tears,
Remembering the past, how we grew throughout the years.
But as I waited to hear you say "I do",
I woke up from my dream... I just wish that it was true.

You control my thoughts, but it's not like I would change them,
You're always in my dreams, and I'd do anything to save them.
Feels like I hit the pavement, I'm a *******,
Because they hurt me so, yet the pain is such a bliss.
If dreaming of you always hurts, I'll readily accept it.
If it was up to me, then I'd be a narcoleptic.

If Sleep's the cousin of Death,
then what's insomnia?
Draining life with each breath?
A hypochondriac,
See, it's hard to explain..
Trying to see what's real or not is making me go insane

You're funny if you think you can compare,
From her cuticles to her cute little locks of hair,
You're visually impaired, don't despair,
She's a goddess, I'm just honest, the comparison's not fair.
It seems you speak at random,
Or is it an amalgam?..
Of wicked crock and sicker thoughts
That you need to abandon.
This obsession has to stop,
Find a different subject matter,
'Fore you mature or go insane,
I'm betting on the latter.