Perchance To Dream

I’m not sure how I sleep at night,

But it’s always on your side.

I know why I dream some nights,

Of you, then find myself waking morose—

Cold and alone.

A martyr to those past regrets.

I can find something of yours,

In every room I pass,

U Reside and collide in—

My home, where dreams came to life.

Where Love couldn’t hide.