To Sleep, Perchance To Dream

On that night I had a dream, I dreamt that this was all a dream, 

I ignored the sound of my mother's voice even though I could hear it trembling, 

There's no one on the other line, there was nothing wrong, everyone is well, 

I told myself until I heard the ring again.



The phone... 



I passed a card aisle the other day, I stopped to glance for a second, 

I thought about the cards that came every holiday, every occasion, 



Wait, won't you stay here for me? I haven't seen you since Christmas morning, 

We can speak in dreams, I dream to believe, 

Hey, you weren't so quick to grow up, 

Your laughter and love lit this whole town up, 

Here's my postcard, wish you were here.



Oh how I wish you were here, 

And when I awoke I kept myself from hysterics, 

But I couldn't dam the flood of memories, 



They're small things, triggers that ignite a serious of movies in my head, 

The good ones, bad ones, the kind that make me laugh, 

The kind that make me sick to my stomach, 



And I was an anchor of stone, completely motionless and alone, 

I was an anchor of stone, completely motionless and alone... 

But that night as I answered the phone, I knew the words before they were told, 

Yet somehow I kept waiting to awake.

Wait, won't you stay here for me? I haven't seen you since Christmas morning, 

We can speak in dreams, I dream to believe, 

Hey, you weren't so quick to grow up, 

You're laughter and love lit this whole town up, 

Here's my postcard, wish you were here.

On that night I had a dream, I dreamt it was all a dream