The Reverie

Don't you hate it?
When the world crashes down
And you don't know what you got
Till its gone
Far away
And never coming back
But that has never stopped the dreamer
From wishing that they would return
And loving them more then ever
But outside of the reverie
You know that the realist is right
And you can only remember what happened
So long ago
Far away
And never diminishing in your eyes
But that has never stopped the tears from falling
From wishing that they would return
And loving them more then ever