
The words in my dream
Were the pride of my pen
Whatever the hope can
Making the man
Waking up, and what you want to remember is gone
And what you want to forget
Is stamped on your mind

The words in my dream
Were the pride of my pen
Whatever the hope can
Making the man
Waking up, and what you want to remember is gone
And what you want to forget
Is stamped on your mind