Some Nights

Some nights – when sleep is hard to find

old pictures start to haunt my mind.

Some nights – when day and night get blurred

I fall into another time.

Some nights the dark`s embracing me,

in which my life just disappears.

Some nights a dream is holding me.

Oh bittersweet are memories!

Maybe he was never real.

Maybe he was never here.

Maybe it was all a dream.

But I know what I used to feel.

Tell me it could never be.

Tell me it was fantasy.

Oh how I doubt it myself.

How I doubt it could be real.

And yet

Some nights, when dreams are hard to quell

I feel his body next to me.

Some nights I still can sense his smell,

still hear him calling after me.

And nothing can ever be the same.

He touched my life so deep within.

There between reality and dream

I have felt so close to him.

I don`t know where he may be.

Don`t know was he really here?

Maybe I have gone insane.

Maybe he was never near.

I don`t know what he is like,

maybe just a fantasy.

But one thing I can`t deny

What I felt was real to me.

All the tears, all the grief,

the laughter and the bliss.

So true seemed ev`ry word,

so real felt ev`ry kiss.

Maybe it was never real

Maybe he was never here

But

The feeling is engraved on me.

My life was changed by loving him.

And even though I lost the dream

I know the mem`ry stays within.