Dreams

Dreams

Dreams that were not meant to be,
swirling fog and hazy pictures
of a future I'll never really see.
I wished to be blindfolded,
that you'd lie to me;
you wouldn't, and so I was set free.

But how hard this freedom is, how cruel
to know it was nothing but a fairytale!
Just dreams that were not meant to be,
and never will be, reality;
I am guilty and charged, take me away
I need to face what really is
and not this bitter beating of my heart telling me to stay.

Dreams that were not meant to be
still haunt my nights and days.
I cannot help it, how should I?
when I love what they do to me.
They are a drug, and I the addict,
please do set me free! For if I try
I'll break my heart
and go down the river of tears
with my dreams that were not meant to be.