My Dreams Were Me

Is there really a place where dreams have all gone
that Is told about in those poems of old
is there truly a road that will take me home
for my soul tells me I've been there before

Once long ago I was young and free
believing in all things that I knew to be
love was with me there then full and glorious
in that place where my dreams were me

Now yearning I am for the one that I know
oh daddy dear please come take me home
for there he will be by my side can you see
in that place where my dreams were me

I feel him nightly, touched at my beside
the wind blows with his essence of a wounded pride
faithful he was to his country be he
in that place where he laid with me

I miss my time, I miss him do you see
I want to go home, I have such a need
If only for a moment with him I could be
What I've lost and Won then would set me free

And so I wonder if somewhere he lives with this too
the feeling of me, and the place he once knew
does he know that I'm here does he know who I be
that I've come here to take him with me