As I lay me down to sleep, I hope you come visit me. Gone too quick, I was 16. Taken from you was discovering the person I’ve come to be. It isn't fair, but still, I share my memories of you. Thinking of all the laughs we shared has helped me make it through. Never forget I miss you, but you come to me in my dreams. For that, I can't help but sing:
Take me to Dreamland where I can be with you. You'll take my hand and it feels like there isn't anything I can't do. I get to see your face and your smile, sad that this feeling only lasts a while. Oh, it's true, I love and miss you.
You've recently had to leave. It's broken my spirit, that's easy to see. You've always been there for me. However, I feel a little positively, you'll get to be with our mother again. Happy for you two, but I still feel like I've lost a best friend. Never forget I still miss you, but you come to me in my dreams. For that, I can't help but sing:
Take me to Dreamland where I can be with you. You'll take my hand and it feels like there isn't anything I can't do. I get to see your face and your smile, sad that this feeling only lasts a while. Oh, it's true, I love and miss you.
I hate to wake and be pulled for the sweet dream escape. As tears rush down my face, I fear I might not get to see you again. You both are more than a friend. A son left without a mother and a sister who can't be with her brother. I think of you both throughout the day, wishing and yearning that tonight we get a visit from each other. Never forget I still miss you, but you come to me in my dreams. For that, I can't help but sing:
Take me to Dreamland where I can be with you. You'll take my hand and it feels like there isn't anything I can't do. I get to see your face and your smile, sad that this feeling only lasts a while. Oh, it's true, I love and miss you.
Unfortunately, not every night provides me with a visiting dream. Occasionally Dreamland can be cruel to me. I swallow back that fear while I manifest a better night's sleep. One that includes one or both of you. Never forget I still miss you, but you come to me in my dreams. For that, I can't help but sing:
Take me to Dreamland where I can be with you. You'll take my hand and it feels like there isn't anything I can't do. I get to see your face and your smile, sad that this feeling only lasts a while. Oh, it's true, I love and miss you.
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Steven Rice
Growing up I had many visions of what I wanted to be when I grew up. At times I was relentless on becoming a Power Ranger or a writer. After thirty years, the path that seems most obtainable is becoming a writer.
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