Sweet Dream - Greg Laswell

If I could write out my own dream

For the next time that I sleep

You’d be the first one that I see

And I the last one that you keep

The dream would go on and on

While we sway

Against all things thrown our way

And the morning would be so cruel

When it came

With sunshine and warmth to blame

For announcing the end of my sweet dream

For announcing the end of my sweet dream