I feel so sad when I wake up from a dream,
Realizing that I have to return to reality.
It's always easier to decipher what nightmares mean;
That my soul is just another casulty.
Every night I go to sleep, hoping to remain in that oasis,
But the next morning I always seem to awaken,
No longer next to you, in all the wrong places;
Thinking of the past, unable to stop the shaking.
In the past I was able to push the plunger and enter a trance,
But lately I've been forced to stay awake;
Forced to live with the memories of our last dance.
Forced to simply accept this fate:
I'll never see you again.
I've lost my best friend.
And if there's anything the last few years have shown,
It's that for the rest of my existence, I'll remain alone.