Suddenly, you awake.
And start smiling and I'm not even there.
But when you call me at that time.

Your voice alerts me to believe.
I'm that dream.
The vision that makes you think of various things.
Yes, I'm that dream.

And you know me and exactly what I'm about to say?
Which is?
You have been dreaming of me.

Of course, you can stay in denial.
And I'm fine with that.
But it's better for yourself to confess it.
That I'm that dream.

Why hide it?