Call it Cloud 9

sleep

I've been watching the re-runs on t.v,
Waiting for him to come around,
I've written so many stories in my head,
Painted pictures of how I want it to be.

I like to pass my time isolated in thoughts,
And I like to pretend his hands are one day in mine.
I enjoy overthinking and overhyping,
Sometimes its the only thing making anything exciting.

They say the last thought in your head before you sleep is what you dream of,
And babe I dont know what you look like just yet,
But I know every night ill sleep with you dancing in my head.

When I awake I know ill be so bitter you were just a vision,
But it'll be so sweet once I have you mental and physically.

Unknown lover you haunt my dream, you become my sleep and in my memories ill keep.