I Can't Sleep at Night, Baby...

you're my dream,
yet you have no idea
the nights, the weeks, the years
I spend aimlessly
wandering through memories
like a field
of bright white and yellow daisies
the nights of bliss
dancing, laughing, sleeping
all with you by my side
I long for you
I wait for you

I dream of you
yet you seem so innocent
like a white handkerchief
untainted and pure
too good for my filthy past;
the nights, the weeks, the years
I cluttered my life with dirt
and trash
underneath is something special
like shag carpet,
soft and pleasing,
yet it is still under layers of grime
you found it.
you found me.

I dream of you
though dreams were never meant
to come true.