it was just a dream
it was just a dream
waking up so it seems
a nightmare, a fantasy;
a dream that seemed to be reality.
when god told me i'd go to hell
when i cried in the stairwell
the countless times i missed the alarm bell,
the secret that was too hard to tell.
it was just a dream
it was just a dream
when a boy put his arm around me
when my friend said he'd quit weed
i read a book in a willow tree
and drank four cups of black tea;
it was just a dream
it was just a dream
but when i awoke
i choked
and hoped
it was just a dream.
it was just a dream.
