I dreamt of an old friend
I dreamt of you, you were by my side and you were tender.
I dreamt of you, you fell asleep by my side because I was afraid.
I dreamt of you, and your warmth was silky smooth, like always.
I miss you, my old friend.
I dreamt of you, you were by my side and you were tender.
I dreamt of you, you fell asleep by my side because I was afraid.
I dreamt of you, and your warmth was silky smooth, like always.
I miss you, my old friend.
I like the sound rain makes as it pitters a tattoo of rhythm that syncs with the beat of your heart.