In Memory of In Bed and Stuff
How sad it always seems,
The girl in all my dreams,
Keeps pretending she forgets me.
Should I try to jog her memory?
Or should I just… let it be?
If I could only set her free,
Recreate a made-up memory,
Instate a fate unmeant to be,
We would be so happy.
Together in my dreams…
I keep remembering.
The first day that we met
I will never forget.
Everything she said to me,
Made me never want to leave.
Everything
I'm remembering
Came to me in such a hurry.
I fell in-love with a girl in
West Plains, Missouri.
Still to this day I can feel things.
As she strums her strings and sings,
I'm remembering…
A girl I only ever touched
With my heart and only ever
Really knew… in my dreams.