When I was a kid, passing by places like this at twilight, I always wondered about the people who lived in the apartments. Who were they? What were their lives like? Did they have dreams and hopes for the future or were they just doing the best they could to get from day to day?
I still wonder.
When I met you I was happy
You seemed like the answer to my prayer
My one and only True Love
A dream beyond compare
Then you smiled like a viper
And your fangs bit into me
You’re a nightmare in the daytime
You’re just a bad, bad dream.
When our love car’s wheels came off
You went right for the nearest wall
Without any hesitation
You put your foot right to the floor
You left me in the wreckage
In the middle of a scream
You’re a nightmare in the daytime
You’re just a bad, bad dream.
How fast can a dream become a scream?
You’re a nightmare in the daytime
You’re just a bad, bad dream.
Now I stumble like a zombie
Looking everywhere for brains
I drink bottomless cups of coffee
Feel like I’m circling the drain
You were never ever what you seemed
You’re a nightmare in the daytime
You’re just a bad, bad dream.
How fast can a dream become a scream?
You’re a nightmare in the daytime
You’re just a bad, bad dream.
Robyn McIntyre - a writing life 