when i wake up
in my dreams I
see the memories
that live in the
between the seams
sleep and good morn
when i find you have gone
to the blaring glaring
horn
when i wake on
sleepy street
watching all
the bubble gum
bubbles float
on by
i see the all
the woulda shoulda
couldas
wave goodbye.
when i wake
up and find
dreams of you
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