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[Verse 1]
We split one lunch in two
You talked, I leaned right in
Your office door swung shut
And time forgot to leave
I read you little poems
You held them like a key
[Pre-Chorus]
Then you looked up at me
With that half-smile, that spark
You asked me, “Who’s this for?”
And my face turned all red
[Chorus]
I said, a dream, a dream
That’s all I could say
A dream, a dream
You made me look away
We laughed and laughed again
Till the whole day slipped through
A dream, a dream
That’s what I told you
[Verse 2]
Your pen was on the desk
Your coffee went cold twice
We circled every page
Like kids with new shoes on
You teased me, “Come on, now”
I stared down at my hands
[Pre-Chorus]
I had the real truth there
Right on the tip of my tongue
But saying your name out loud
Would have made it too real
[Chorus]
I said, a dream, a dream
That’s all I could say
A dream, a dream
You made me look away
We laughed and laughed again
Till the whole day slipped through
A dream, a dream
That’s what I told you
[Bridge]
Maybe I meant your eyes
Maybe I meant that room
Maybe I meant the way
You made my words feel new
If you read between the lines
You’ll find me there too
[Final Chorus]
I said, a dream, a dream
That’s all I could say
A dream, a dream
You made me look away
Three hours disappeared
Like they knew what to do
A dream, a dream
And it was you, it was you
Details
GeneratedJun 1, 2026
Duration3:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
Indie-pop with a breezy midtempo swing, fingerpicked guitar and muted electric piano in the verses; pre-chorus opens with brushed drums and a rising bass line; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies, handclaps, and a hooky piano figure. Lead vocal stays close-mic and conversational, with soft doubles on the chorus, delay throws on key words, and a few playful ad-libs. Ear candy includes a café-door chime, reverse guitar swells into the chorus, and a final octave lift. Bright, warm, intimate mix., poetry
Credits
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Brigids_Hearth
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Prompt
a fantastic lunch with a close friend, going back to her office to end up talking /laughing for three hours. Read my poetry. She asked me who I wrote a specific poem and I got shy and said a dream.
