Maybe I’m just a dreamer,
to sit here and think
that maybe one weekend,
it could be me.
Sitting beside you as we go for a drive,
sharing stories and laughter—
man, I dream of a wonderful time.
How could it not be wonderful when you’re involved?
Your sweet, caring demeanor lifts me from the fog. To have someone want to spend time with little ol’ me,
not just someday down the road,
but on a trip, seeing things we’d love to see.
I’d be happy wherever we’d go.
It would bring me such peace,
just holding your hand, oh so close. I may be too much, just an ordinary mess,
but baby, I can’t help but think
spending time alone, just you and me, would be the best.
To lay beside you, held close in your arms,
heck, I’d even be the big spoon if you chose. Maybe I’m just a dreamer,
but what a wonderful dream to dream.
Spending time with a man I love, crave, and need.