This isn’t me I never asked to feel this way And I can never justify Why every dream has to hide The morning’s coming So now we’re falling In and out of words we’ve said In and out of dreams we’ve let die We live a dying dream I live a dying dream When the morning comes, we’ll curse the sun We live a dying dream I live a dying dream If morning never comes We’ve won But we don’t stand a chance The coming dawn kills romance We’ll pray for darkness So our nights are endless Now every word is bringing Our time near its ending I know that we’re the only I know that we’re the lonely ones That hope someone feels this way So that we can share our pain Is anybody hearing, is anybody with us? Because, this isn’t me I never asked to feel this way Time is running out On the days that I’ve lost count And now I’m falling Our morning’s coming I’ll take back ever word I’ve said Reaching for our dreams again I need a show of hands To see who’s with me Is anybody listening? Who lies awake at night Wishing for a dream before dawn’s light? Who’s alone in the darkness? Whose nights are endless? Who lies awake at night Knowing that this dream dies in daylight? Is anyone listing to every breath? We live a dying dream, this is our dying dream One last chance With every breath We live a dying dream