Sorry that he left you
But what else was a man to do?
Sit around while you drown
Inside your well studied fround
And I'm sorry that he left you
But what else was a man to do?
When his spirit could not bloom
As long as you were in the room
And I know you hold my name
To validate some fallen throne
When you have your own true lane
To blame for tournishing your home
You still hold my name
To validate some fallen throne
When you have your own true lane to blame
You could be dreaming and I'm dreaming
Dreaming, just dreaming
Dreaming, just dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
And I'm dreaming
Just dreaming
And I'm dreaming
And I'm dreaming
Sorry that I represent
The laying down of some dream
But dreams are not to be won or lost
They are to be dreamed
And life is always moving
Like love moves at its own will
My question to you then would be
Why do you sit so silent
And still hold my name
To validate some fallen throne
When you have your own true lane
To blame for tournishing your home you
Still hold my name
To validate some fallen throne
When you have your own true lane to blame
You could be dreaming and I'm dreaming
Dreaming, just dreaming
Dreaming, just dreaming
Dreaming
And you have your own true lane to blame
You could be, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
