On that night I had a dream, I dreamt that this was all a dream,
I ignored the sound of my mother's voice even though I could hear it trembling,
There's no one on the other line, there was nothing wrong, everyone is well,
I told myself until I heard the ring again.
The phone...
I passed a card aisle the other day, I stopped to glance for a second,
I thought about the cards that came every holiday, every occasion,
Wait, won't you stay here for me? I haven't seen you since Christmas morning,
We can speak in dreams, I dream to believe,
Hey, you weren't so quick to grow up, your laughter and love lit this whole town up,
Here's my postcard, wish you were here.
Oh how I wish you were here,
And when I awoke I kept myself from hysterics,
But I couldn't dam the flood of memories,
They're small things, triggers that ignite a serious of movies in my head,
The good ones, bad ones, the kind that make me laugh, the kind that make me sick to my stomach,
And I was an anchor of stone, completely motionless and alone, I was an anchor of stone, completely motionless and alone...
But that night as I answered the phone, I knew the words before they were told,
Yet somehow I kept waiting to awake.
Wait, won't you stay here for me? I haven't seen you since Christmas morning,
We can speak in dreams, I dream to believe,
Hey, you weren't so quick to grow up, you're laughter and love lit this whole town up,
Here's my postcard, wish you were here.
On that night I had a dream, I dreamt it was all a dream.