I''ve sat many lonely nights Praying for you to come into my life I sat down endless times asking "Why me"? Am I not good enough for love? I think of you not as a dream but as hope That all the girls before in my life could never amount to you. You aren''t a fantasy You aren''t a dream Just something I''ve seen I never felt so alive to know that you exist. But where do I fit in. How can I go up to you and say hey "I saw you in a dream" She would laugh or think I''m odd Maybe she would ask "was it a good dream" Then I would say yes "because you were in it". I don''t like to sound cheesy I don''t get out much I don''t like bars I searched in all those places for you but you weren''t ever there Instead you were in a library reading a book in a dream I never wanted to wake up from.