Are dreams flashes of heaven?
Or flashes of hell?
I must admit, I find it hard to tell.
I dream of you, beautiful you
And I realise something tragic and true
I would give up everything just to stay
In your world with you, in whatever way.
Some dreams are an absolute pleasure
I write them down when I wake just to treasure
The messages they seem to give
Like they are opening my eyes so I can live.
I re-live old memories and childhood years
I try to stay asleep as I fight back the tears
Because I realise this utopia is just a dream
I'm waking up from it and I want to believe
There's more than this life you have left me in
I beg you in every dream to please not leave me again.
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