just another dream![]()
Well, I wake up right around about the crack of noon,
Find the sunbeams chasin’ tails like cosmic puppies all around the room,
They dispel the gloom.
So I stumble out of bed into my button-fly jeans,
Float into the kitchen, grind up my morning beans.
Is it still the dream?
And I see you in the window ‘cross the street,
And you smile before you vanish in the heat,
So I pour my coffee into your favorite mug,
Put on your favorite shirt and lie down on your favorite rug,
But I feel like a slug.
And as I’m lying in the heat like a lost little lamb,
You come in from the bedroom with a plate of green eggs and ham.
My little Sam-I-Am.
And you hold me close and tell me to be strong,
That you have to go and can I come along,
But I open my eyes and you’re not there,
And I find that I’ve been sleeping again in your favorite chair.
It’s a form of prayer.
‘Cause when I’m couched on your throne, I can see so clear,
I see the sun catch your eye and the glint of gold that graces your ear,
And you seem so near.
And I feel your gentle fingers on my skin,
And you whisper that you’re coming back again.
Where do they come from I can’t say,
But I bet they’ve come a long long way.
All these visions, all these dreams,
Are you closer than you seem?
I can see your voice;
I can hear your face;
You are everywhere.
How will I live without your love?
I wake up in your chair with the thunder in the sky
And you’re standing soaking wet from the rain with a tear in your eye,
And I start to cry.
So I close my eyes and open them, and you’re still there,
And you wrap your arms around me and I bury my face in your hair.
You’ve come back to me.
And though we celebrate with bagels and ice cream,
I wonder if it’s real, or is it just another dream,
Another dream,
Another dream,
Another dream,
Just another dream.