The Dream Louise Toohey I was dreaming of you when I woke today A pain that took my breath away I felt the way you used to kiss And lay there thinking how much I miss   You see my dream it goes like this, I am on your lap and we kiss but then you change and don't want me near And suddenly I feel pain and fear   And so I ask you cautiously "When did you stop loving me?" I listen carefully with all my might And you answer, "that very night"   I miss how it feels, your hand in mine Is love for me so hard to find? I miss your lips upon my own Is your decision set in stone?   I miss your arms around me, strong And wonder where it all went wrong I miss your eyes their loving stare I miss your salt and pepper hair   The way you felt, your touch, your skin Your laughter always took me in A look that made my heart just melt A touch that made me knees give in   I still don't believe what you did that day Sat me down and took your love away And I don't understand how you made that choice Without giving me a voice   So as I write I am well aware that you may read this and not even care But for a while, I'll hope and pray That you'll come back to me some day

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