I felt one night as I lay in bed

That the dream I was dreaming

Wasn't my own,

How could this be? My doctors asks me

I glare at him who is supposed to help me

I wasn't a genius, he was

But instead of answer my simple question

I was left to watch those unsettling dreams

In my heart I knew one thing though

That the dreams I was dreaming weren't my own

They seemed to rattle from all the corners of my life

Replaying what I didn't know even could happen

Sitting up one night

I realized what I was seeing

My mind leaped for joy

I had found out my mystery

Rushing out of my home

I drove to the doctor

He looked over me and said "so, what have you found out?"

I looked him in the eyes he already knew

Smiling I said "Those dreams I have been dreaming

Were the simple things I was seeing?

My heart replayed those things

So I could realize the beauty of it all."