I live inside a little boy's head My birth day was the day he figured out he had an imagination Last night he had a nightmare His dream only lasted a few minutes But I lived inside that course of time for 10 months. He dreamed of suicide and manic depression. Upon awakening doused in sweat and tears His mother told him it was only a dream. He thought up the shape of my arms Because he loved how his daddy's looked. And then he curled my hair to look like the girl down the street. At age 3 he learned his ABCs and He dreamt me to be a writer. He couldn't spell any of the words That he pretended me to write. I sleep more often now Because he forgets to remember his dreams. The little boy is getting older And so am I. My life unfolds in REM My entire reality was built inside this little boy's head... I hope he sleeps well tonight Because it's been raining a lot And the weatherman said that it would be sunny. Someday when we're older I will meet the little boy who invented me But for now I only live inside a little boy's head Being forgotten as he falls in love.