by Annie Mehdi

Created on: November 01, 2009   Last Updated: November 02, 2009

Dreamer

When you sat and stared out that window,

Tell me, what did you dream about?

Looking with those hazel eyes,

Not quite green,

Not quite brown,

A dash of gold,

A sprinkle of purple,

Dreamers' eyes.

When you sat and stared out that window,

Tell me did you even see?

That gnarled old oak tree?

Or those delicate roses?

You know, the red ones,

You always said they reminded you of love,

Love in bloom

Yeah, I remember I laughed then

And said there was no such thing,

And you looked at me so seriously

asking if I really thought that.

I shrugged and said it hadn't happened to me

So why should I believe?

And the way you just looked at me

I had to explain what I thought,

There's no such thing as love,

Only lust.

When you sat and stared out that window,

Tell me, what did you dream about?

Smiling that familiar smile,

Smiling with those hazel eyes.

Yeah, you were always there for me, always where I wanted you to be.

I miss you,

Yeah I want you back,

In my life.

I want you to look at me that way again,

Glance at me when you think I'm not looking,

Look at me with those stunning hazel eyes

But it's like you look through me now

Just look through me now,

like I'm just a piece of glass,

It's like you look through me now.

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