What Dreams May Come

The stars make gentle twinkling sounds,

The guys want to have a couple of  more rounds,

Have had enough for tonight, am drowned,

But will wait for my glass, still have to be found

Am driven home, like a helpless dog,

The house is all sand and fog,

Or so it seems to the inebriated mind

A smile breaks out coz I don't mind

Curl up in my bed like i was 6 years old

When stars were brighter, and stories were told

By mom and I let go in her arms

Where joy was found and there was calm

But now I'm grown up, I cant do that!

Who pretends to need caring, no i can't do that!

So i'll just play it to the stage, and be myself

When i want to run away, let go of myself

So i take refuge in my dreams

Where everything is great, or so it seems,

Everyone is how i want them to be, everyone is good

I know its not real, coz life is never that good

But I choose to live here, hour after hour, day after day,

Since its the one place I'm happy, and someday

Things may turn out that way, or they may not

But I'll always have my dreams, and no one can take them away.