Dreams of a dieing boy (song)

I climb into bed With my sleep wracked body In my dreams I act a little bit naughty You’re just sitting there You’re not naked and alone You’re not talking on the phone You’re not doing your work You’re just talking to me Making me feel special Making me feel wanted Making me feel right at home with you Just like you always do Then the dream moved on Coz we’re just sitting by the pond With kids running around our feet Wait I must have missed a beat This is not how my dream normally go This time we’re taking it real slow This time we’re just being friends It’s almost like we’re wed What the fuck this is not my dream tonight Coz your Making me feel special Making me feel wanted Making me feel right at home with you Just like you always do Coz your Making me feel special Making me feel wanted Making me feel right at home with you Just like you always do These are the perversities Of a dieing boy And the growing man within