Glass Dreams (Acoustic)

It's like a dream inside glass,

It's like a dream that you don't dare to drink.

Because you don't know what you have,

Until you lose it and it's far away.

You dare to drink.

The words you said they keep repeating,

You're blowing my glass to smithereens.

I'm picking up all of the pieces,

The shattered pieces to my broken dreams.

You don't dare to drink,

Because you don't dare to see.

What if your dreams were real?

Would they help to conceal what is and what's not here?

And ease the pain that I feel.

So dip your feet inside my waters,

Let yourself be carried by the waves.

And then get lost inside a map,

Inside a map that leads you to my dreams.

Will you dare to drink?

What if your dreams were real?

Would they help to conceal what is and what's not here?

And ease the pain that I feel.

What if your dreams were real?

Would they help to conceal what is and what's not here?

And ease the pain that I feel.