Whats that metronome I hear, perhaps the end is drawing near You never hear the shot that takes you down Now your dreams on memory since want true from far away just like smoker fakes make your sound Out of time, so say goodbye, what is yours Now is mine, and I dream broken dreams I make them come true, I make them for you My dreams come true, I make them for you My dreams come true, I make them for you My dreams come true, I make them for you My dreams come ture, I make them for you Out of time, so say goodbye, what is yours Now is mine, and I dream broken dreams I make them come true, I make them for you I make them for you... Almost to the mountain top, you slip and fall just like a stone Rolling ever faster to this nightmare you have sown You had it all right in your grasp, but in a breath your minute passed Now, at last, the end has come, you are all alone Out of time, so say goodbye What is yours, now is mine And I dream broken dreams, I make them come true I make them for you I make them for you... All your dreams are just illusion Based on nothing and confusion Dont you look behind the curtain No more time, the end is certain And I dream broken dreams, I make them come true I make them for you And I dream broken dreams, I make them come true I make them for you My dreams come true, I make them for you My dreams come true, I make them for you My dreams come true, I make them for you My dreams come ture, I make them for you