As everything is tumbling down,
My life crashing to pieces,
I see a shimmer of light.
But is it really there?
My eyes are playing tricks.
I am alone in this darkness.
So why am I getting my hopes up?
I dream of what could have been.
I dream of what was.
I wish I could have that.
I'm tired of this darkness,
I'm tired if falling.
Maybe the light is there,
Maybe I can hope.
But what is the point in dreaming,
When I know I will just be let down again.