Fine Line

Some dreams are just so good that you wish
that you could open your eyes
and experience the beauty in reality
so close to your fingertips that if you chose
to reach out and touch it
you could almost feel as it moves you
that's just how I felt
when I was with you, reality felt like a dream
and nothing could possibly interfere
or come between us, it was unreal
just as I had thought - it wasn't real and I knew it
but it wouldn't hurt to try
so every night, as I close my eyes
I cross the line and defy all odds
because just once I'd like to see it
with both of my eyes, what it is
I feared for so much of my life
and just when I thought I'd finally be okay
the fantasy slipped my mind.