Dreaming

I took the same route to school

I'm almost late again even though I woke up at six am

I've been dreaming of something that right now is still nothing

But it could become my world once the day is through

She could become my everything or a whisper in my ear

Across a highway

I would cross a highway to catch you

To catch you would be all that I can honestly ask for from you

It's something about the way she falls back asleep

It's eight thirty and in her textbook she's waist deep

And it could be a sign when she wakes up she's looking at me

Right at me

And I don't know how many times

That I would have to ask her if I'm dreaming

The way her hair falls on top of her shoulders

Makes me feel like screaming