quarta-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2010

dreamin'?

When you're dreaming with a broken heart 
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll out of bed and down on your knees 
And for a moment you can hardly breathe  
Wondering, "Was she really here? 
Is she standing in my room?" 
No, she's not.  
'Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone  
When you're dreaming with a broken heart 
The giving up is the hardest part 
She takes you in with her crying eyes 
Then all at once you have to say goodbye  
Wondering, "Could you stay my love? 
Will you wake up by my side?" 
But she can't 
'Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone  
Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? 
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? 
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? 
Do I have to fall asleep with roses, roses in my hand?  
And would you get them if I did? 
No you won't ... 
'Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone 
 When you're dreaming with a broken heart 
The waking up is the hardest part...

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