Had a dream last night,
No it was not about a fight.
It was very unusual,
You were on the couch,
Reached into your shirt pocket and took out a pouch.
Called a friend,
It's strange because I felt my heart never had to mend.
You smiled at me and I smiled back,
It was like we were back on track.
I sat beside you and you laughed,
And what happened next I never did grasp.
You and I became one,
The next thing I seen was a little boy..our son.
Now I am confused,
Because my heart's been bruised.
Time and time again,
By many a men.
So how can I explain this to myself,
This dream that's all it was a dream of great wealth.
I will have to forget it,
until I figure out what to do.
This strange dream will live on,
Until the day I am one with someone and a son.
