ghosts when I open my eyes, real when I close them

don’t wake me up, I love this dream

I’m afternoon dreaming, so much bliss

the love is perfect, perfectly imperfect

I love you, then I hate you

then I love you all over again, sanity?

forever.. Today, tomorrow, any day

my afternoon dream, I don’t wanna wake up

almost flawless.. Not flawless.

we are pretty, you just get me, you are pretty

what a life.. What a love

we live through, then we die getting through

this is an oxymoron.. Ours is

which side? This side. Love side

stick here cos there’s no other side.. anyway

let’s set this right.. Cos my dream..

the afternoon dream.. I don’t wanna wake up!