How can it be that in a dream

I know those things those places

We have been

And yet in the lightness of day

I know not your name as you

Walk my way and I am left

A wondering is my mind playing

Tricks is this some wrong doing

Of my hearts imagination

Oh the hurt the pain the mere

Frustration of having to walk

Alone

How can it be that in a dream

You hold my hand as silently

They scream our souls do depart

Flying high as if never apart

How cruel the reality of life

That in my dream I call you wife

To wake and not know your name