Maybe someday
We could sit on our rooftop,
(It's yours and mine together)
And we could watch the birds fly by,
The people drive by,
And we could talk till the moon is overhead.
Maybe we could wake up in the morning,
Coffee brewing,
Filling our kitchen with the smell.
And we could make each other breakfast;
Eggs and biscuits and sausage,
And perhaps a stack of pancakes
If we're not too sleepy.
I don't like the feeling I get
When I realize how far all of this is,
How far away we are from making this a reality,
And how far away you are from me.
My generation screams for instant gratification,
And the clock keeps ticking so slowly.
I don't like to think,
About the dollar bills,
And the exhausting months of work.
And I don't want to remember
How alone we both are now.
I just keep hoping that maybe someday
We won't have so much distance
Between us and dreams.