In My Dreams

She still exists within my dreams, for deep inside I can't let go
I've moved on, to the world it seems, but love for her's locked in my soul
For many come and I distance the potentials away from that
Which I protect, reserved for her still is my fragile beating heart

Reality says to me 'She has moved on, and you should too'
The world tells me that opening up is now the best thing to do
But while I sleep she lays by me, and my subconscious speaks to her
Still somehow bound by chains of guilt, she's close to me, but yet so far

She randomly appears to me and my heart wishes she was real
Re-enacting what I would say to her if she was standing still
In front of me, to hear the words the somehow tries to clutch at straws
But nothing comes out of these dreams each time like somehow I foresaw

I know the truth and that is set and sunk in me cemented, known
And since the days of the folly I lived in, I've moved on and grown
Aware and conscious of my words, my actions, self control I've gained
From anger, all that nearly cost me all I had, I now refrain

Copyright © 2010 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)