I stopped dreaming in color

now when I sleep all I see is black in white

its all memories in pictures

over and over it shows me the times when it was good

 In those dreams, I called you my lover

 you kissed me by the lake.

 We burned through the endless summer, and everything was okay.

 

But in reality it's changed, you're not the person I once fell for.

 You're always calling me insane, is this really what we've been fighting for?

 Through the rose-colored haze, I couldn't see the twisted knife in my back.

 Am I delusional if I don't want to wake up?

 Cause in dream world everything's enough.

 I just miss when you would talk to me, like you were in love with me.

 I wish I could stay in comatose.

 But in reality it's changed, you're not the person that i fell for.

 You're always calling me insane, is this really what we've been fighting for?

 Through the rose-colored haze, I couldn't see the twisted knife in my back.