I keep on having dreams
Where my only comfort is
knowing
That your out there
Somewhere
Hiding,Sleeping and Alive
Out of Harms way
from my broken lips
And horrid mind
But I can't keep hoping
Like I do
That you'll come back
Crawling, Groveling, and Love Sick
From the many nights
I've spent up
Cursing You
Because In My Dreams
My Only Comfort
Is really
Only The Idea Of You