Lying on a wooden floor.

As I lay my head to rest, upon this hard wooden floor,
My thoughts begin to wonder, my thoughts are starting to explore.

My mind is traveling toward those sacred dreams,
My mind is thinking of you so it may seem.

My dreams are filled with laughter, My thoughts are running wild,
I feel so happy within them, as if I was a child.

I wish for you to be here, seeing the same as I,
I wish you could have seen me, before I had to die.

Im sorry if it has hurt you, but there was nothing I could do,
Im sorry for the pain Ive caused, im sorry my love was for you.

Now I am all gone and my dreams are still about,
Perhaps you could find them, perhaps they found their own way out.