Picture This

Picture this...you're sitting in your room, sleeping, and then you have this dream

 

It's about this girl who's usually on your mind, and homes in on you like a beam

 

Wondering where she is?

 

How she looks?

 

Or if she's hanging off hooks?

 

Trying to picture her sweet, soft voice in your head

As the dream goes on you notice a sad weeping voice that sounds like it's kind of dead

 

And your sitting there wondering...

 

Why is this voice weeping oh so far over yonder?

 

Then you realize the weeping voice is you, crying in tears of acid

 

Burning your face at the thought of being with out this girl, my heart starts to fasten

 

Trying to get rid of all these thoughts and emotions

 

But, she keeps popping back into my head like a faithful devotion

 

So the next time she pops into my head

 

I'm going to remeber good times we always have had.