Today you left, and a part of me left with you.
Not a sign remains that you were ever here.
And even though the burning
void inside me’s telling me I miss you,
I still can’t quite believe that dream was real.
You left again, and from my mind you now are fading,
and I’d give everything to feel just for a minute that you’re with me.
Just for a minute… tell me that the dream was real.