Dream of love (based on a Schumann song)

It’s five in the morning, outside it’s wet and grey
The sign in the window says I’m closed for the day
At night through the window I saw you drive away
Now I hear some preacher say:
‘It’s time the world was ending,
So on your knees and pray
Cause Jesus is coming
The sinners have to pay!’
But my mind at the moment is in such disarray
Cause you chose not to stay.

Love’s just a dream
Everything’s extreme
First you think you have her
Then you find the ground beneath her’s air
But still you think your savoir faire
Will make her real, and make her care
You dream the dream of love.

‘There’s a high school reunion - the Class of 68
Please contact Louisa for the time and the date.’
Please tell her I’m sorry and would she contemplate
Getting together with an old school mate

‘There’s a war in Jamaica, some child shot a man.’
‘Some woman says she’s pregnant, she met an alien.’
We weren’t exactly strangers, with her my life began
Why she had to run…

Love’s just a dream
Everything’s extreme
First you think you have her
Then your find the ground beneath her’s air
But still you think your savoir faire
Will make her real, and make her care
You dream the dream of love.

It’s nine in the morning
Inside I’m feeling cold
Beside me the radio is playing something old
‘How next time will be the kind of love that breaks the mould…’