In a dream I saw you walkin

Like a kid alive and talkin that was you.

In the classroom you were teachin

On the streets you were policing that was you.

To the one I now know most

I will tell them of your ghost like a thing

That never, ever was.

And all that ever mattered will some day turn back to batter like a joke.

Behind thin walls you hid your feelins

Take four legs to make a ceilin like a thing.

In a dream I saw you walkin,

With your friends alive and talking

That was you.

Well I saw it in your movement

And even though you never knew it

Well, I knew, just how sweet it could be

If you'd never left these streets.

You had me worried! So worried

That this would last...

But now I'm learning

Learning that this will pass...