Somebody save me, I know it's crazy,
The way I feel tonight.
If true love's just fiction then what's this addiction,
That alters the way I feel inside?

Somebody catch me, I'm falling to fast, please,
Don't let me surrender my soul.
If dreams are never real, then why do I feel
That this fantasy's making me whole?

Somebody pinch me, am I sleeping really?
It all seems too much like a dream.
If life's full of sadness then what is this gladness?
Is everything not quite as it seems?

Somebody wake me before love forsakes me,
I know this is too good to last.
If love really matters then why does it often shatter?
And why do we live on when it's past?