wishing that i'm standing next to your shoes
maybe it's false but it could be true,
those dream i had filled with the thoughts of you.
rays of lights, walking near a stream
there's us in a corner, surrounded by fireflies
gleaming nights, sad, it was just a dream
reminiscing in the border, tyrant, how time flies.
we could be that imagination in reality
if only things we're different
you'd still be with me.
the pain kicks back in, now and then;
most times i cry, no i don't want it to repeat again.
