| sometimes my dreams they come down so hard that it changes the weight of my heart and the look on my face do not mistake me for the look in my eyes when they are closed sometimes my nights are so long I wonder how you could share yours with me and what would that mean, not sleeping and what would possess you to say, 'this is my love, I love you' but that's how it is in my dreams, and where are my dreams high, they're so high above tonight... sometimes my dreams they come down so hard that it changes each breath that I take, and each word that I say do not mistake me for the sound of my voice when I can't talk sometimes the truth is so strange... ...and when I am lost in the dark, there are still lights high, way so high high, way so high high, way so high above tonight... |