Mr. Maguire

I dreamt about you last night.
I dreamt there were no lies,
That I told you the truth.
I dream about you most nights,
Sometimes they’re sad,
Sometimes they make me cry.
Sometimes they’re weird;
But they’re not all bad.

I dreamt about you the other night,
I dreamt that we weren’t so far apart,
I thought it was plausible,
All I had to do was give you my heart.
Sometimes I wish I knew what you’ve been through,
That you’re eyes weren’t so blue.

I dreamt about you last night.
I dreamt I was sitting next to you,
That we were talking,
It ment something,
And for once,
We didn’t argue.

In these dreams,
I’m not shy.
Something’s always different,
But we are always bi.
I always hope they come true,
I always hope you’d want me as much as I want you.

Why is it I lie to you?
When all I want to do it tell you the truth.
Why is it I do the things I do?
I want you to love me,
So why can’t I tell you how I feel?

I dreamt about you last night.
Did I tell you that?