My dreams are made of kisses and cuddles
And nightmares of no Mrs and toddles
Reality is altered in a carbonated fizz
But I’m torturously lonely in this vivid whizz
A bizness man is what I dream to be
To be distracted from the love that you have for me
You claim to love me so dearly
But will you leave me one day seemingly seamlessly
I’m 28, but 18 seems so miles away
Thoughts of you got me feeling like (it was) yesterday
Only to live everyday like it was my last (to)day
With fingers crossed for dates on a Saturday
Waking up has me questioning
my existence and hopes of a better ‘morrow
With gold, myrrh, and some kissing in
To never have, and always yearn for more
I always dream for another me
One with love, respect, sense of dignity
Pushing me to a better me
Beyond the ‘mares, dreams, but in reality.
Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
My dreams are made of kisses and cuddles
And nightmares of no Mrs and toddles
Reality is altered in a carbonated fizz
But I’m torturously lonely in this vivid whizz
A bizness man is what I dream to be
To be distracted from the love that you have for me
You claim to love me so dearly
But will you leave me one day seemingly seamlessly
I’m 28, but 18 seems so miles away
Thoughts of you got me feeling like (it was) yesterday
Only to live everyday like it was my last (to)day
With fingers crossed for dates on a Saturday
Waking up has me questioning
my existence and hopes of a better ‘morrow
With gold, myrrh, and some kissing in
To never have, and always yearn for more
I always dream for another me
One with love, respect, sense of dignity
Pushing me to a better me
Beyond the ‘mares, dreams, but in reality.
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