I HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT
I could feel the nervousness, the nausea in my stomach,
It was so real as I could first see my favorite singer before me.
The crowd was roaring as I found myself up there on the stage,
In my sleep I could hear tender years, where was I at this time.?
Friends and family were there but it was so dark, no faces to be,
All were watching as now there appeared a band, I was to sing and play.
This was my big chance but I could not sing or play this guitar in my hands,
Eyes were on me, now the invisible crowd was everywhere, I was there.
The dark side, Johnny B. Goode was being sung with guitar as I watched,
Within a moment it was I who was playing that guitar and singing with another.
I had a dream last night, was it real, no but the experience was there when I awoke.