Hoping I'll See You In My Dreams
by Ralph Lamarr Clark
I wake up early each morning
my heart always crying for you;
Wishing, all my foolish mistakes,
I could find a way to undo.
Those memories grow stronger
when the Sun surrenders to the night,
knowing there is no way,
I can ever make things right.
When I decide to go to bed,
I know your side will be cold,
hoping, I'll see you in my dreams
with you, there, for me to hold.