The Dream Poem by Robert Smith

when i lay me down to sleep
i see her face appear and then
within the dream i ask implore and beg her
please don't come again

she can't be here
it's been so long
her haunting stare
the timing's wrong
the pain remains
her love is gone
i need new dreams
i must move on

black the sky within the dream
paints my mind the ghostly pale
apparition bound to speak
in silence of the dreamers jail

she reappears
i can't estrange
she feels familiar
yet so strange
her warmth her heart
are out of range
i'm older now
my life has changed