Open up your door for me
And let me in

Oh, can't you see
How cold I am?


You remain there
Unabated
And you refuse to

Let me lose you

Only when I sleep I do


And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern

While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn


In a dream
In a dream
In a dream

It seemed real

Even in the dream I cried

I'm the giveaway
I could never hide
All the sadness inside


Blue, what a funny color to
Color you

Love is hard to hold onto
Only when I sleep, I do


And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that o-cean turned

On the hull I watched the city burn

In a dream

In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real