dylan
I had a dream last night
that a little girl came to me.
Her hair was a halo of warm light
and color dripped off her tongue
She was your daughter
and in her I saw the fruit
of everything I’d ever fought for
or believed in, or dreamt of.
I had a dream last night
that a little girl came to me.
Her hair was a halo of warm light
and color dripped off her tongue
She was your daughter
and in her I saw the fruit
of everything I’d ever fought for
or believed in, or dreamt of.