It was a Sunday night full of stress, Where all I can think of is to give myself a rest; But afraid I am that I might have you in my dream again, So I kept on thinking until eleven. I prayed to God to give me a different dream, For two nights have passed that I have dreamt of me and you as a team; So God did answered my prayer and granted me a different one, But still you are there and it is no more fun. In my dream you where there with me walking in the garden, Talking with each other which I think would never seem to happen; Talking with each other as if we are best of friends, Talking with each other as if our conversation would never end, Being with you in that moment, is where I never wanted to be, A dream full of pictures I never wanted to see; So as I open my eyes lying in my bed, I realized that I just had a dream that I liked but never wanted.