You ever wake up from a dream and live the rest of the day wondering if that dream was real and the rest of what you do is the illusion?
The delusions of the world blend with the realities of the dream
So that nothing quite seems fake
But nothing quite seems real
With both I can relate
With both I just want to feel
Will both just let me be great
Will both just let me steal
Why must I yearn for tenderness
Yet all I get is steel
Why am I missing her tender kiss
Why is there so much I feel?