I lost a dream today,
Has anyone seen it in my dismay?
My dream, she mocks me now,
Reminding me of an unspoken vow
I loved my dream like myself, but of purer clay,
In my arms, my dream had promised to lay.
With my dream I had a lover’s quarrel,
But now my pillow is a long lost laurel.
My dream she smiles a sardonic smile,
As I walk another lonely mile.
Searching in the skies was futile,
My dream had sailed to an unknown isle.
But my sweet dream,
You are but a dream,
And everything else is but a mean sleep.