The dreams should die

I'm sick and tired of
waiting all alone
wish I was through with
hating things I do not own
who will tell you ?
who will feel
you're still real ?
who will tell you
who will feel
you're still here ?

Stars out in their thousands and
you can hear them fall
wind out in the treetops
but it cannot scale the wall
of those who tell you
and those who say
you're gone today
of those who tell you
and those who say
you've gone away

           the dreams should die (3x)
           to make you feel
           the dreams should die (3x)
           to make you real

now there is no one
running to you all a-glow
not mentioning love
but my my how it did show
who will ask you
who would care
for more than a mask ?
who will ask you
who would care
for more than a mask ?

No moral to it and
no lesson to be learned
except the sadness which is
all that we have earned
who will tell you
who will feel
you're still real ?
who will tell you
who will feel
you're still here ?

      refr.


                 stars out in their thousands and
                 you can hear them fall ...

1979.