when i think about my future i can hear the rain
falling peacefully against the window pane


i see me telling bedtime stories to both of my daughters
about my wild days before i met their father


id let them run barefoot in the grass you used to mow
reminding them this used to be your white fenced home


i dream about this fantasy each night i lie my head
hoping i will live the simple life you lead


when i think about my future, i can feel the wind
the tiny chilling goosebumps rising on my skin


i see my girls outside playing in the snow
i tell them all about your love, a love theyll never know


id let them sing all night at the top of their lungs
reminding them thats what youd let me do when i was young


i dream about this fantasy each night i lie my head
hoping i will live the simple life you lead


when i think about my past, i can see those stairs
leading to the room me and my big sister share


i see the passing secrets to only her i told
i hope to hear my grand daughters whisper like that when im old


youd let us play until we saw the rising sun
reminding us that we dont have much time to have this fun


i dream about this fantasy each night i lie my head
wishing i could live that simple life again


-p.