How can it be that in a dream
I know those things those places
We have been
And yet in the lightness of day
I know not your name as you
Walk my way and I am left
A wondering is my mind playing
Tricks is this some wrong doing
Of my hearts imagination
Oh the hurt the pain the mere
Frustration of having to walk
Alone
How can it be that in a dream
You hold my hand as silently
They scream our souls do depart
Flying high as if never apart
How cruel the reality of life
That in my dream I call you wife
To wake and not know your name