i was worried love had forgotten me
and dreams were all i had

that shooting
s
  t
   a
    r
     s
ignored my wish

and loneliness shouldn't feel this bad.


i clung to what came to me in dreams
pretended it was a gift from the

   m
o     o
   n

i hoped he was as real as he seemed
and i would feel him soon


and though the face in my dreams wasn't clear
and i'd never heard his voice
i didn't have to see, i didn't have to hear
there was no other choice


the wind b  l  e  w
and i knew
it was you

i forgot how to be alone
i felt you and knew I was home.