I once dreamt of brown stone building with a front porch Mandevilla vine wound around the rungs Summer dress on a bedroom floor You pressed close enough to me to feel the breath in my lungs Until we walk down Lyndale Almost lockstep Not too slow But, just enough for progress Time was wasted debating all of them odds and ends Ain't no floating this river, baby, we gotta swim You were born in July I was born December 19, 1980-Orwell The years came and they went But the chains of events Sparked a change in the wind And now we're sharing a doorbell? We returned to the haven that we created And later we laid in the shade with lemonade in the backyard The sun faded and when i looked at the paper It's twenty years in the future I knew we would make it that far
i once dreamt of a blonde haired girl beneath the bus stop When we were both still young and eyes bright Somebody told me that she lived around the corner I was knocking on her door like, "Hey do you wanna ride bikes?" Those summers always seemed to smother under winter My mother would make me bundle up with gloves to cover up my fingers But she had none, when we were playing make believe And when I tried to hold her hand That's when she ran away from me Damn Well that was my first bee sting Next few years tried to find her each spring But these things rarely ever come to closure Never got her new address before she left for Minnesota I don't suppose you know her and it's just coincidence But if it's what I think it is then this is just the start The only difference is I never really knew her Til twenty years in the future But knew we would make it this far
I once dreamt and the world wondered when I planned to wake