Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed, And the boy, that ordinary boy.
Or was it all in my head?
Did he ask if I would come along?
I sighed and ran my hand through my short hair,
I felt slightly sick to my stomach at the idea it was all just a dream.
It all seemed so real.
The moon came in through the window as I felt something fluffy at the foot of the bed.
I looked down and saw a teddy bear.
"Tom, dien Teddy." I whispered into the dark and laughed slightly.
I felt a wave of sorrow hit my stomach for the boy, but as I looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal.
He was the same boy in my dream, slightly taller, and his hair fell in chunks around his shoulders,
His brown eyes were void of makeup as he looked at me with a small smile.
I felt relief rush over me.
It wasn't a dream.
Bill looked at me with a worried air, And he said "Take my hand,"
He held out his hand for me as I slowly got up out of bed.
As our palms touched, much the same way that they had so many years before, I felt the same sense of profound happiness.
"Hannah." He whispered my name as he brushed my hair out of my face.
He kissed my lips as my arms round around his neck.
As he broke the kiss he trailed sweet kisses up my neck and jaw as he had done so many times before, he stopped around my ear and whispered sweet something's.
"You're going on tour with us?" he asked.
I nodded my head, where ever he went, I would go.
"Live while you can," He whispered in my ear.
I laughed silently as he smiled into my skin.
He moved his head so I could see his face as he took hold of my left hand and laid it flat on his palm as he had done so many times before.
"Don't you see all your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand?"
"No." I said. "There right in front of me." I leaned in and kissed him one again.
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky….