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

Don’t answer me,
Ignore my words to you,
Or better yet,
Never see them,
Forget my face,
And do not remember my voice,
Though what I wrote seems innocent,
Folly is their birth,
And my gentle proddings,
Will only bring the curse,
That drags down my head again,
You are free,
I cannot bring you to the cage,
I was chosen to live in,
I long to live as free as you,
And dance with you,
In your world,
But soon that may be impossible,
For where I head,
I tread lightly,
Dance secretly,
And don black,
For the souls of the green,
Would you chain yourself for me?
I could never ask you to,
For I don’t chain myself for me,
But God,
Binder and Unbinder.