When Our Tune Is Played

waking from a dream
can be so hard to bear
discovering the scheme
of thingsa sad affair
moving in a trance
we sway from side to side
and when our tune is played. we dance
I can take the cold
awakenings may bring
those dreams I cannot hold
will never mean a thing
I have no use you see
for flights of fantasy
as long as you are here with me