It's like carrying sand
It slips out of my hand
Ooh, oh
I'll do all that I can to drive you away
And then when you're gone, I go insane

I cry my eyes out
Grieve over you

I wonder if someday I'm gonna laugh about it, ah

One day we'll be good friends
Or we'll never ever talk again
I hate how these things end
I'll see you on the street
Or only in my dreams
I can't keep playing pretend, oh

I cry my eyes out
Grieve over you

I wonder if someday I'm gonna laugh about it
Wonder if someday I'm gonna laugh about it
Can't you feel this dream just dying?
Can't you feel this dream just dying?

Wonder if someday I'm gonna laugh about it
Wonder if someday I'm gonna laugh about it
Oh, dying
Can't you feel this dream just dying?
Can't you feel our dreams just dying?
Can't you feel this dream just dying?
Can't you feel our dreams just dying?
Can't you feel this dream just dying?
Can't you feel our dreams just dying?
Can't you feel this dream just dying? (Can't you feel this dream just dying?)

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Writer(s): Elisabeth Corrin Maurus, William Aubrey Reynolds