Dreams Don’t Come True

Light the nightfall brings song your angel sings hope and illogical things that disappear in your hand they’ll disappear in your hand

you’re going to miss her poisoned kiss this love’s sweet bliss will disappear in your hand she’ll disappear in your arms

It’s the fool’s gold that’s what I’m told I would not be so bold they’ll disappear in your hands I’ll disappear in your arms

Light the nightfall brings song your angel sings hope and illogical things that disappear in your hands she’ll disappear in your arms and I’ll disappear but I’m still here