Waiting For Dreams

I’m waiting in Longford town
To see if you’re free to be around
And I know it’s a futile endeavor
Rachel says that it will never
Happen to me, at least not with you
Or at least not now and that’s all well to do
But sometimes I feel you scorching my soul
Heave with the ocean as the waves roll
And the thunderclouds clap
All of my ideas off the map
As I write the essence of you
In plurals and mosaics split in two
And I wonder what are we
What is the difference between me and she
And she looks pretty fine
And if I was a guy I could call her mine
But you, oh, effortless you
Are just like the window that I see through
And delineate
Draw it up, then call it fate
As I awaken inside
To all the love that just abide
And bursts through
I want you to know I’m thinking of you

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