London Sky Dream

I dreamed the rooftop lights of London, We were kissing like we couldn’t fall. Running air instead of holding hands — Who would drop first? doesn’t matter at all. The bridge below was laughing with the river, Buses glowed like comets in the night. We were crazy, free, completely weightless — Both afraid and loving how it felt to fly. Oh, what a night — I hope it never ends, We were rain and stars and trouble-making friends. If I wake too soon, I’ll chase that dream again — London loves like lightning in my veins. Later in the dream we walked on weather, Turned to clouds then melted into rain. Splashing silver on the city pavement, Laughing like two children on a train. No reality could ever buy this moment, Morning comes but can’t erase the spark. Every time I fall asleep I’m flying — You and London lighting up the dark. Oh, what a night — I hope it never ends, We were rain and stars and trouble-making friends. If I wake too soon, I’ll chase that dream again — London loves like lightning in my veins.