I dream of rain
I dream of place
I dream of we were there
I dream the love promises
I wake, with a prey in
my head
looking for the oportunity
to catch you
I dream of writing a tale by
a feather pen
And it must be happy ending
I wake, I found many mines
in my bed
Waved on one’s hand
I dream of our spirit flying
away
walking in a down town
I wake, And I knew
I just dream
It was like a dream
No one ever tortured me more than this
