Has it tip toed into your life yet?
A little dream that was me?
Did it kiss you on the forehead?
And push you out to sea?
Just a dream, a second,
Dream at a glance,
I don’t want to be forgotten
And lost in the choppy sea.
Have you breathed your soft whisper?
The ear it fell upon was me,
It kissed my cheek ever softly,
Before I foolishly set it free,
But I hold it for a second,
I caught at least a glance,
I wont let you be forgotten
As dreams upon a stormy sea.
Niall Best--- 9/1/11
Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011 at 12:24 PM UTC
Has it tip toed into your life yet?
A little dream that was me?
Did it kiss you on the forehead?
And push you out to sea?
Just a dream, a second,
Dream at a glance,
I don’t want to be forgotten
And lost in the choppy sea.
Have you breathed your soft whisper?
The ear it fell upon was me,
It kissed my cheek ever softly,
Before I foolishly set it free,
But I hold it for a second,
I caught at least a glance,
I wont let you be forgotten
As dreams upon a stormy sea.
Niall Best--- 9/1/11