Dreaming

I used to dream of eyes so black

And loving arms to hold me.

I used to dream of beautiful angel

And how fantastic they would be.

I used to dream of how I wouldn’t settle

For anything less than best.

I used to dream of how he would majestically

Lay all fears to rest.

I used to dream of fairy tales,

How wondrous would they be

I used to dream of story books

All patterned after me.

I used to dream of a lot of things,

But the moment I met you,

I immediately stopped dreaming,

Because all of my dreams came true.