Dream

*Quick note about the inspiration*

Or jump to me singing the remix of “Dream.”

Chris Brown’s Dream inspires the remix.

When I first heard the song Dream, being blamed for such intense desires was satisfying. When you’re at the part of your life where self-care is new and intentional, there is a sensuality within you that blossoms.

Being recognized for your beauty and its effect on someone who adores you is a gift. We’ve all been there: a handsome guy or a beautiful lady enters our lives, gives us immeasurable pleasure, then leaves us for an extended period.

They withdraw physically or emotionally, leading us to hold onto promises of their return— promises we create or hints from their subtle gestures.

I created this remix to demonstrate our vulnerability when an external desire is taken away. We can’t help but to appreciate these desires because they motivate us to grow and inspire us to create.

I have also remixed the name of the song from Dream to Awake.

If you haven’t heard the song Dream by Chris Brown, you can listen here on YouTube.

Awake

Verse 1

Baby, I started nothing

You took me to the shower

Then the counter, we couldn’t stop it

I warmed you up inside.

Yes

I wrapped you up so tight

Mmmm

Emotions running high when you leave me

Boy, I’m fiending

Touching on myself when you not by my side

I’m moaning.

Tryna copy your touch, boy, I miss you

Yes, I feel you.

Chorus

And I don’t care who hears me.

Baby, I don’t wanna dream.

I want you in a bad way.

Please come home early.

We can fuck in a new place. 

Baby, I don’t want to sleep.

Because I dream and you not there.

And it’s driving me insane.

So come home now, babe.

Baby, I don’t want to dream.

No.

Dream.

No.

Dream.

No.

I want to see you, baby when I am awake.

Verse 2

I’m tripping,

Imma start cussing.

I want you now, please no, not latta!

New promises, you got me fussing.

You waking up the dictator.

Take me to that private party.

And let me wine up on your body.

Baby, come here.

And that’s why you know.

Emotions running high when you leave me,

Boy, I’m fiending.

Touching on myself when you not by my side,

I’m moaning.

Tryna copy your touch, boy I miss you,

Yes, I feel you.

Chorus

And I don’t care who hears me.

Baby, I don’t wanna dream.

I want you in a bad way.

Please come home early.

We can fuck in a new place.

Baby, I don’t want to sleep.

Because I dream and you not there.

And it’s driving me insane.

So come home now, babe.

Baby, I don’t want to dream.

No.

Dream.

No.

Dream.

No.

I want to see you, baby, when I am awake.