. Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now. This can't be happening to me. This is just a dream. The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray. Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt. Then the
me So I close my eyes and I go back in time. When our love was strong before our hearts went wrong. I keep holding on to how it used to be. So lay me down and take me to a dream Dreams that you're
We're just half a dream away, sitting on our fences, building up defenses. Making up rules by which we play. We're just half way down the road, staking our positions. But stupid superstitions only