Dreaming My Dreams

Isn't is crazy how a certain sight, smell or sound can transport you to a specific moment in time? Tonight I listed to a song -  "Dreaming My Dreams", by the Cranberries - that immediately took me back to the apartment I shared for a brief time with Chris, Jenni and Tracey in 1995. 

A couple years previous, Jenni gave me The Cranberries CD and it was one of just a few that I brought with me to the apartment. Chris and I would listen to that, Bob Marley, Enya and Pink Floyd over and over again. 

This song took me back to a dimmed, flickering living room lit only by candles and the most magical time of my life. It felt like together, Chris and I exhisted alone in that small world. That time in my life was dreamlike and beautiful. I count myself very lucky to have been blessed with that kind of marvelous once. 

Dreaming My Dreams:

All the things you said to me today
Changed my perspective in every way
These things count to mean so much to me
Into my faith you and your baby

It's out there
It's out there
It's out there
If you want me, I'll be here
...

I'll be dreaming my dreams with you
I'll be dreaming my dreams with you
And there's no other place
That I'd lay down my face

I'll be dreaming my dreams with you

It's out there
It's out there
It's out there
If you want me, I'll be here

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