So much as been heard
So many lies...

Happy now
As I am...

Dream with me
Dream of what can be...

It is your face
I see in my dreams...

Here I am
Left to my thoughts...

His voice rings
His touch tingles...

A giddy little girl
A fool for pretty little words...

I say everything is fine
But I am dieing inside...

Two hands
Together as one...

Sitting there
With tears...

When night and day
Are the same...

Can he not see
How much I love him...