believe me

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?