You were a dream, a dream and nothing more,
insist the smirking shadows in my head.
(Demitri, don't you love me anymore?)
Your gentle touch is all that I wake for,
I can't remember, though, when last we met.
You were a dream, a dream and nothing more.
My letters must be piled up at your door;
un-opened, sealed with sighs and penned in red.
(Demitri, don't you love me anymore?)
I think you bought me roses once before.
The doctors say its all just in my head.
You were a dream, a dream and nothing more.
My fragile fairy tale has failed me, for
my dress is torn, my promised prince is dead.
(Demitri, don't you love me anymore?)
You hold my world; without you i'm forlorn.
It can't, it can't be true because they said
you were a dream, a dream and nothing more.
(Demitri, don't you love me anymore?)
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