Wasted Nights
Wasted Nights
All
these wasted nights
I've been dreaming of you
But when the dawn breaks
My arms are empty -
I know I'll never have you.
I could call you on the phone just to hear your voice -
But I know that you have better things to do.
So I go home and in my dreams you hold me tenderly
And forever is our future in that perfect world of mine.
And I try to forget about you -
Try to move on -
But every day you sneak into my mind.
And I end up wasting yet another night -
Alone -
Without you.
February 2005
