I have this dream
Where my demons don't exist
You were there
Mowing the lawn of
A House With A White Picket Fence

It was awfully domestic
It made me hurt
To wish for something
I could never have
A House With A White Picket Fence

A little girl and a little boy
Ran out onto the deck
They look like you
Screams of joy
Playing together at
A House With A White Picket Fence

Sometimes
When our eyes meet
Across the room
You'll smile at me
And all I see is
A House With A White Picket Fence