Dreams

It's nights like this where I can't sleep.

Tears fall from my eyes

And meet my cheek,

And the my chin,

Down to my neck,

As I think of you

At least what's left.

Dreams don't come true

At least not to me.

Just crushed is all you will ever be.

I try to sleep and there I dream again.

Like "another day another dollar"

You are crushed again.

I hear this laughter and at the same time I hear this cry

Making fun of me dreaming

Because my dream has already died.

So as I dream of you again

Tears fall from my eyes.

Why do you tease me?

You are just a lie.

I try and try to believe you can come true,

But then I face it,

And tell myself that my dreams won't come true.