dream

There sits a house so white
on the slightest hill
with a stream to the right
a single rose on the window sill

the air smells of summer
of a fresh cut lawn
a dog sleeping at the foot of the bed
small breaths asleep till dawn

there's a little girl laughing
as a little boy chases
there's a woman taking pictures
a man dares to race them

I'm awake in my room
and the ceiling is high
and that same little girl
is sleeping by my side

the man is the dream
and the boy is to follow
the house is the home
a soft pill to swallow

you knew that i loved you
before i knew it myself
you knew that you had me
like a book on a shelf

you knew that id love you
forever and never leave
you knew that you'd want me
and someday I'd believe

the house, the dog, the boy
are nothing without you
you are the dream
i will someday follow through