Dream, doll, Dream, it's all you have left

A dark depressing night led me to sleeping on the floor

My mind drifted and wandered

Exploring new places and faces

Everything stopped and everything became clear

When you appeared

In my perfect dream

It is you and I

Holding hands and walking by everything that,

I wish to leave behind

Your hand entwined with mine solves a jigsaw

Which was questioned for all time

You say "Here, darling, here is your fairy tale ending."

And you open the door to your car for me

Let me slide in and we drive away

All night long I listen to you sing

Frank Sinatra and your voice combine,

To create the perfect harmony

Finally I am lulled to sleep

Knowing that everything is going to be just fine

Now that there is a you and me

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Becky Weeks's picture

ended sweet. i like it