(shevanel take 2)

my head will not rest on this pillow

as it's gripped in my arms tonight

like reality

too tight

if a dream could last forever

i would hold you here

time need not freeze

i need not fear

this world inside

is a world i have longed to find

and i will not be afraid to love

i won't be afraid to lose

what i once deprived myself of

my tear drops have salt-stained this pillow

as its loosened from my weakened cluth

like the sun's light: too much

but there's a hope today

that i'll find a way

to make my dream reality

sometimes i run and sometimes i crawl

sometimes i fly and sometimes i fall

but this dream of mine won't change at all