Everything's a Dream...

I visited Peachtree street in the dead of night,
my life held in the hands of the moon,
all the stars by my side.
I feel so balanced as I float through the sky.

Sneaking away to nature,
I feel his hand touching mine.
I wait for his words because I never talk first.
He says I'm in his future and when I'm with him nothing hurts.
I take a step back to check that he's real.
The world stands in the shadows before it starts to peek through.

There's nothing left to wonder about,
I can see all of life up close.
Then all of a sudden I drift out of the dream
all things fading,
but he cuts the most.