Dream man.....
From the time I was a little girl
A man would haunt my dreams
Calling me and waiting
Just for me it seems.
I grew up and went my way
A fine lady to become
No longer to my dream man
Would I have to run.
Now I have grown
And heartache have I felt.
Once again before my dream man
I have knelt.
He offers me comfort
And takes my hand
So good to know
Someone does understand.
It seems to me
He has always been there
Offering solace
As my soul I layed bare.
I turn to him
And strength I draw
He judges me not
When emotions are raw.
So curious to know,
Could it possibly be true?
My dream man a reality,
Could he be you?