Slowing down our pace
waiting for an opening
we whisper softly
Wishes can't come true,
unless you try
Dreams have no relation,
in real life
Speeding our walk
in case they get suspicious
still we confide
Wishes are dreams,
waiting for action
Dreams are hopes,
watching your reaction
Normal speeds again
hearts still beating faster
Living and breathing are silent words
Hope is a wish,
you barely want to speak
For fear it will vanish...
even from dreams