won’t you dream
of me
when your eyes close

when you go
to that place
that no one knows

where reality changes
and silent slumber begins

won’t you dream
of me
out of memories

of days we spent
seeking shelter
from sudden storms

laying naked
fireside
formulating future escapades

won’t you dream
of me
out of memories

when youthfulness
was all we knew
and growing old
was something others do

all our visions
lay in our hands

then in 1 split second
everything went askew
now all that is left
are reveries

won’t you dream of me