Why are we dreaming ?
We know they won’t come true.
Maybe I’ll keep dreaming,
Because I like to dream of you.
And I would like to make myself believe,
That all this isn’t just a dream.
But then I remind myself I need to think straight,
And dreams are called dreams for a reason.
The thing is, you just need to believe it.
But I can’t believe them because I know they won’t come true,
Cause you don’t like me but I do like you.