Done

When dreams crumble,it’s when walls rumble

I hear those voices long lost,

And fear gold turns into dust.

Awake at midnight is when I need you.

Asleep by dawn is when I think,

Perhaps I know you.

Whenever you call,I feel there’s nothing more.

And nothing less than hope.

Hello is when I see you,hear you.

And when you go,I always seem to stay.

A fools’ choice is to run away,into the night.

A madman’s choice is here and now,

To take a final bow,

And say farewell.

At last,the dawn breaks with “good-bye”

Although I try to set it free,

My dreams and fears stay still,with me.