Dream: Aren't we all just searching, For that one look, love, touch, a brush with lust, That we only hope lasts, soon enough it's the past, And I'm wondering how I got past, This far, looking so hard trying to find you but you're never there, Not even sure what you look like I've never seen you, I just dream of you, that look, that touch, that one brush with lust That won't last