*This has nothing to do with my life.*
Its a a cold night
I can't help but look at the sight
I hold my jacket tight to me
I feel a sweater being put on my shoulders
I look up to see you
I chew on my lip to make do
and I see the peek of your tatoo
You speak to me like a angel
The scence changes
and I look around
There's a small town
As I walk down the road
I look for a clue to where I am
I hear a car door slam
and a scream
You come walking towards me
With a look I could never imagine
Once you saw my reaction
You where close
You stared straight into my face
With you arm raised
I brace myself
I jump up to see myself
In the mirro beside my bed
I was just dreaming
I tell myself
This Time
*This has nothing to do with my life.*
