When you're dreaming with a broken heart The waking up is the hardest part
You roll out of bed and down on your knees And for a moment you can hardly breathe Wondering was she really here Is she standing in my room?
No, she's not Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
When you're dreaming with a broken heart The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes Then all at once you have to say goodbye Wondering could you stay my love Will you wake up by my side?
No, she can't Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my, roses in my hands? Would you get them if I did?
No, you won't Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
When you're dreaming with a broken heart The waking up is the hardest part.