After counting the sheep, I went back home and started to weep!
I wonder why I was there If they don’t care.
Suddenly, I collapsed even though I was stout.
I traveled through dreams, the dreams of not having these themes.
The themes of betrayal and love, the love of that dove.
As I was waking up, I knew that I can’t make it up.
I hoped she knew how my love is true.
When I went back to sleep, I heard a sound of a car’s peep!
I wish If I can take you by that car, and drive it to a place that’s too far!
I wish if that ride convinced you to be by my side,
to be my own bride!
This poem is to tell you that my love is only dedicated to you