There's a danger in it, too–
Has anyone ever told you?
In dealing in words–
Truths and half truths and lies
And imaginations and fantasies and reality snuck in
So, why would you believe me
When I told you it was a dream?
I told you,
I know just how to pick out the good parts
Where the light hits just right
When there's kindness in his eyes
I know just the moments to choose
To make you believe
So, tell me–
Why would you believe me
For a split second
When I tell you
What a dream
This nightmare is?
