I had a dream last night

that it wasn’t true

that we sat and ate some supper

that you saw me and I saw you.


That you came up beside me

and grabbed my wanting hand

that you told me it’s going to be fine darling,

you see I just don’t think you understand.


I didn’t leave last summer

I just had something to do

I faded into nothing

but I’ve swum right back to you.


The death you saw me die,

the pain you saw me quake,

the fits which I convulsed with,

Can’t you see, it was all just fake.


We will grow old together

just as I promised we would do,

now dream the dream you’re dreaming

for there I walk, alive, with you.