Maybe this could be the dream
that becomes a reality
lucid dreaming comes easily
blurring the line between dreaming and reality
it makes it easy to take thoughts
translate them into your fantasies
taking it to the sheets
just to tease actuality
and, maybe I could become just a thought
or a trigger in your brain
to rumble your ribcage, trying to breathe
maybe I could just be a feeling
something, a souvenir  you brought back
from your latest escape from reality
baby, that might just be me
but you won't, you wont think of me
and you don't, you don't feel me
but no, I cannot think when you're gone
you took my tongue and led me wrong
you're my thought and you fled me, wronged
loved you, that was all of my heart
I steered you wrong, and you left me, gone