I watch you standing there
With longing, wistful eyes
If you knew what I was thinking,
I think you’d be surprised.
Because I bet you didn’t know
That I dream of you at night,
And that when I close my eyes,
You’re all that fills my sight.
But I know that your lips
Can never touch mine.
And I know that our fingers
Can never entwine.
I know you’re just a dream,
But a dream that I hold dear,
And I face every day
Afraid you’ll disappear.
Why do I still hope
When I know that we can’t be?
Why do I still love you
When I know you don’t love me?
Hopeless, foolish dreams
Spill from hopeless, foolish hearts;
The truth that you’ll never hold me
Is the truth that tears me apart.
