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.