I dreamt of you last night,
As I was waiting for the sun.
I dreamt you were at my side
Like you have always been.
(I'm sorry for the times I wasn't there,
It dosn't take much to get me scared.
And it will only get worse
When the light is in my eyes,
And when I'm staring at ocean
I'll be too afraid to cry.)
Your hand was on my shoulder
And your voice was in the air,
And when I breathed I couldn't help but
Take in every word you said.
(And I will only get worse
When the tide reaches it's peak,
And when my feet are getting wet.
I'll be the last into the sea.)
Yours is the last face I see.