I had a dream about you.
You and I climbed up to the tree house;
of greatest height that made me scared to look down.
Had a glimpse to the other side
and got mesmerized by the crystal clear lake water beneath us.
Watched the sun rose until so above us.
Finally descended, on the ground now
and, where have the trunk gone which we held onto climbing up?
and, where have the trunk gone which we held onto climbing up?
