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.