I’m tired of dreaming of holding your hand
Of long drives with just you and me
Of things that will never be

I’m tired of thinking you’ll ever love I
With your sunshine smile
And moonlight eyes

You can’t drive my car
So you sat by my side
And silently took hold of my hand

I shift gears with my left
So we wouldn’t let go
But, really, in the end
I should have known

That was a dream
That felt far too real
Now it’s something I don’t want to feel

I’m tired of waking up
From these horrid little dreams
Chalked full of dread
And leave me more worn
Than my winter tires’ treads