I thought of it again tonight, yeah
Behind the eyes, a perfect sight of it
But I just can't keep pretending life is what we told your friends
I thought that part was over well, I guess I guessed wrong
And here I am
Loving a Foamflower yet again
I feel your face
Dear, your hands
Please don't wake me yet
A troubled smile is all it takes yeah
When passing through a loveless gaze again
And then I wiped my eyes and said I've been having dreams like this
You grabbed my arm with sorrow and asked how I know you're real
And here I am
Loving a Foamflower yet again
I feel your face
Dear, your hands
Please don't wake me
From this dream
Was it just too good to be true
With a painted heart
See you in the next dream, my dear