what's a dream without a dreamer ?
a lover without another
seems to me, to be someone
who's heart has a fever
maybe one day, i'll look at you
and sing my heart through
i'll sing until i cry
for your lies
for our highs
for my lows
for their troubles
then hold me tight
hold me so close
don't leave my sight
let me breathe you in
hold your secret in deep
so when we dig my graves
my memories of you will be safe