written waaaaaaay back in the day when love was new . Well ok love with John was new.
I woke up with it in my head, it was a whole poem, but by the time I got to paper and pencil, this was all I had left
the bizzare series of dreams I've had as of late have brought it back to mind
things said and unsaid and said only in dreams I guess..
I dreamed of you last night
Although I wasn't sleeping
and dreamed of all the lies
and secrets not worth keeping
I don't know what you've done to me
I don't think that I care
but I only live when your around
and die when your not there