It must have been a dream I dreamed,
at least it seemed so
because he was here
and I had never seen him so clear,
at least it did appear so.
All his features were figments of my thought,
I thought I caught the hint.
I hoped I knew
better than to
fall in love with you,
the idea of true
perfection.
Don't place the blame on me for reaching out
and I wont place the blame on you for turning around.
I guess I crossed an imaginary line with an imaginary man.