Dreams that stay

A song about loss, about imagination and wishes

Some dreams are pretty,
Some dreams are grey,
Some just go astray,
And some won't go away.

And those that stay,
they torture my mind,
and nothing I find,
Can keep me sane.

Oh, I wish those dreams away,
But reality is no friend of mine,
The hopes are knitted into the fibres,
of the imagination,
Oh, I wish thos dreams would stay.