I lie dreaming,
Of how things used to be,
Of what we believed in,
When loved was young and free.

I lie crying,
Cos I just can't take,
All the lying,
That causes hearts to break.

I see that love isn't true,
And I turn to you,
And I ask why,

You reply;
"This is where dreams come to die."

I
lie wondering,
Gazing at the cloudy sky,
Now it's thundering,
The Goddess must have a tear in her eye.

I watched as the storm grew,
I turned to you
And I asked why,

You said;
"This is where dreams come to die"