Broken dreams
Some one out there was holding me close refusing to lout goes,
Someone out there was drying my tears as they fell,
Someone out there was trying to make me fell better, fell loved,
But right before he said I love you,
I wake up,
Wake up to a cold world,
Wake up to were such sweet things never happen,
Wake up to relive the felling of my broken, torn, abused hart,
But I fall asleep to someone who loves me,
To someone to hold me,
Someone to clam me,
Someone who makes my hart heal if just for the night,
But not once have I ever seen that someone's face,
So ill keep dreaming and keep being broken until I see who I have grown to love.
