late at night in the still moonlight
the bedsheets settle on the floor
and i fall to sleep in the midnight things
and dream of you once more
will you love me in the morning
or is waking only dreaming come true
will you love me in the morning
will you love me like i love you
you were pure and good
like i knew you would be
with the heaven of forever in your eyes
your heart was true
and i fell hard for you
but in my dreams you were nothing but lies
in my dreams, it seems we are too good to be
in my dreams, you are everyone else leaving me
pull this sleep up off of me
cause every time i close my eyes
there's something in me i'm afraid that you'll see
that we are something that will wither in the light
