When I sleep I dream of endless sand and sky.
In my dream, I don't know where I'm going, but I know that I'm free.
I hear the harsh cry of a predator bird up above me, searching.
But I know that it won't take me. I'm safe.
As I walk in this endless desert, I think of you, but at the same time, I don't want you here.
I miss you, and I love you, but this place is for me alone.
Eventually, as I must do, I wake up and I'm still thinking of you.
Only this time, I'm not in that place that's only meant for me.
I want to go back, but at the same time, I know the world must go on.
Maybe next time I should let you in.