Dreaming - Acoustic
Am I slowly drifting away from you, my dear?
Are you at peace about it
Or should we try work things out?
'Cause the Lord knows they say you're better off without me
And I've been slowly dying
Since the angels brought you down
Is this just a fantasy?
A fucked up game of make-believe?
Could you still be the one for me, oh?
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
And you know they all say that the truth will set you free
But I'm not ready for it, I don't really want to see
'Cause when the road gets rough, I've always had you near
I don't want to talk alone now, I don't want to live without you here
Is this just a fantasy?
A fucked up game of make-believe?
Could you still be the one for me, oh?
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
Do you really want to leave me, do you really want to go?
And one day you might come running back, but I guess I'll never know
When the feee rides all are over and there's no more pot of gold
Do you really want to leave me, do you really want to go?
Say there's something now
I want you around
You can call my name
Say there's something now
Are you at peace about it
Or should we try work things out?
'Cause the Lord knows they say you're better off without me
And I've been slowly dying
Since the angels brought you down
Is this just a fantasy?
A fucked up game of make-believe?
Could you still be the one for me, oh?
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
And you know they all say that the truth will set you free
But I'm not ready for it, I don't really want to see
'Cause when the road gets rough, I've always had you near
I don't want to talk alone now, I don't want to live without you here
Is this just a fantasy?
A fucked up game of make-believe?
Could you still be the one for me, oh?
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
Am I just dreaming?
Dreaming
Do you really want to leave me, do you really want to go?
And one day you might come running back, but I guess I'll never know
When the feee rides all are over and there's no more pot of gold
Do you really want to leave me, do you really want to go?
Say there's something now
I want you around
You can call my name
Say there's something now
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Nelson Harris, Toni Watson
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