I didn't want to open my eyes,
fearful that the fairy tale would slip away from my grasp,
tearful that it was a fairy tale of once upon a time,
And when I did,
I felt tears,
my pillow wet from the steady flow of moisture.
The dream was a memory of you and me,
and when I woke up,
reality became a nightmare.
Its sorta true though.
fearful that the fairy tale would slip away from my grasp,
tearful that it was a fairy tale of once upon a time,
And when I did,
I felt tears,
my pillow wet from the steady flow of moisture.
The dream was a memory of you and me,
and when I woke up,
reality became a nightmare.
Its sorta true though.