At the edge of my bed I wake,

A dream still roams within my head.

Dream… (dream…)

Last night, by a hair, I almost fell,

I strain to recall that fleeting spell.

That day was brief—a passing sigh,

He and I—a trembling try.

I woke and felt a quiet plea:

"Stay in dreams, where you’re free,"

For in the light, I lose the me. (me…)

There,

When I sleep,

I am complete.

There,

When I sleep,

His kiss is sweet.

There… (there)

When I sleep…

By day, I lose my way,

I reach for dreams that stray.

It’s too much for me to bear;

I remember nothing there.

All those nights with him so near,

When sleep would still my every fear.

That day was fleeting, gone too fast,

He and I—a moment not to last.

I woke and knew, deep in my core,

Dreams are what I long for,

For in the light, I feel no more. (more…)

There,

When I sleep,

I feel whole and free.

There,

When I sleep,

His touch comforts me.

There… (there)

When I sleep…

Awake, I lose who I am;

I chase the dreams I can’t reclaim.