When I dream I dream that I’m better.
Better off and best without you.
But sometimes I can’t help myself dreaming
that when you dream you dream of me, too.
When I walk I walk to the moonlight
and read the stars like a diary.
When dreaming of my world I seldom think
of the dreamy girl that took you from me.
Maybe you are simply a liar.
Maybe you have secrets to keep.
I can’t wait til I become tired
so I can fall back to sleep.