Make Believe

My little world of pretend in a broken dream

Once upon,
An empty dream
I’d stare out silently

Looking back,
I swore you saw
Just where you might belong

Holding on -
To where I’ve been

Holding on -
To what I’ve always done

A broken picture,
Of my past
And it comes rushing back

A silent scream,
Inside my head
Will only leave upon my death

Holing on �"
To the pain I feel

Holding on �"
To nothing that is real

But sometimes we don’t see

It’s more important to believe

In the things -

All the things that can never be
Like time machines, shooting stars, and you and me

So shoot me now,
As a heretic �"
I’ll believe

A chosen one,
Was born today
To cast this evil far away

A broken dream,
I thought I’d share
With someone that I knew would care

Holding on -
To letters in my head

Holding on �"
They tell me love is dead

But sometimes we don’t see

It’s more important to believe

In the things -

All the things that can never be
Like time machines, shooting stars, and you and me

So shoot me now,
As a heretic �"
I’ll believe

Holding on -
To a dream

Holding on -
Of you and me

So shoot me,
If you please.

I’d rather die
Than not believe

In the things �"

All the things that cannot be.

Like shooting stars, and time machines
Endless love, and meant-to-be,
Happiness forevermore,
Someone who won’t keep score,
A pair of eyes that see my face,
In a way that it won’t age,
Someone who holds me tight,
Just cause it feels so right,

 

Yes, I’m a fool
I’ll always believe

Just all the things,

That’ll never be

Like shooting stars,

And Time machines,

And you and me.

 

I’ll always believe.