Dreams come to dreamers at night--
tell of the sights you have seen,
silvery light of a dream,

saw you last night and you seemed
lost in a dream...


Why die? I don't understand it.
I tried, but I feel dissatisfied.
Why die? We never really said goodbye.

I cried, from the bottom of my eyes.

I know now I have to be strong.

I know now I have to move on.

Why die? I don't understand it.


I tried, but I feel dissatisfied.
Why die? We never really said goodbye.

I try, but I know you won't reply.

I know now I have to be strong.

I know now I have to move on.

Dreams come to dreamers at night--

tell of the sights you have seen,
silvery light of a dream,
saw you last night and you seemed

lost in a dream...