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The last I saw you, not in a dream,
Outside the bookstore drinking coffee and cream,
We said hello while my heart stopped,
On my way past the coffee shops,
To my car, to head back home,
Spent the night all alone,
Is it sad? Is it sad?
The last I found you, in my mind,
My skinny fists raised to the sky,
Two years ago, and still so young,
I drank all night to kill the boredom,
I buried my first victim at 21,
She had no jeans, but a mask on,
And I feel bad, we both knew it was the best we ever had,
But I still dream, I wrote that song when I was 19- and alone,
Here I am, still waiting,
I've killed that anxious part of me,
I said it was fate that night in my dream,
When you asked why you ran into me,
Would it be like that if I saw you again?
On the doorstep or in the sand,
Man, ain't it strange? How things all change and I am still the same,
But I still dream, I wrote that song when I was 19- and alone,
Yet I've fallen right back to where I was,
Man, ain't it strange? Man ain't it strange?
How people change but I am still the same,
It was fate and I am still the same,
I still dream and I am still the same- always.
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