Back to the Dream Without my Pants

He is there every night
Invading my dream
Always in the moonlight
What could this mean?

Some music starts playing
We begin to dance
Random thing faeries are saying
Why am I wearing a skirt and not pants

Twirling and spinning
We dance in a ring
Him and me are grinning
While the faeries sing

The music and dance come to an end
I do not wish to wake
But morning is just around the bend
I wish this real and not fake

Again I go through a day of school
Of who's hot, who's not
Of who's a fool and who's cool
When it's done my brain is shot

I survived another one of those days
Now back to the guy with whom I dance
To the place where the music plays
The place that I wear a skirt and not pants