Memory and Honesty
Meredith Godreau
i had a dream, it was lasting
it lasted the whole day
i dreamt you had left me
and when i woke the mirror said to me
maybe it's true, it could be true
you were caring, you had honest eyes
you were perfect, the perfect surprise
til your hands crept up my chest
and gave a stronghold on my neck
you said baby it's true, i'm leaving you