dreaming

Last night i had a dream

I held both of our babies

They looked nothing like me

Which wasn't suprising

I'd recognize the face

Of the girl that you're dreaming

The girl you wanna taste

I guess it's just fate

I will never be

Enough for one plate

You tell me that you're sorry

But it's already too late

Imprinted in my mind

Burned like a brand

I see the pictures every time i hold your hand