"i am the dreamer. . .
and she's just the dream"



it's not gonna happen. . .
not today, not tomorrow, not in this lifetime
and even if i live a hundred other lifetimes
it still probably wouldn't work

we are too different. . .
like night and day,
good and bad,
hello and goodbye. . .

you are a breath of fresh air
a cool drink on a scorching afternoon
the rainbow after a devastating storm
the lone star on the bleakest of nights

i am tarnished air
i am the scorching sun
i am the devastating storm
i am the bleakest night

so you see,
it really is madness to even think
that i would ever be right for you
that i could ever be what you really need
that i would ever be good enough
i know i'm not. . .
although i truly wanted me to be. . .