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these shattered dreams I have of you are wearing thin and so is the hope that tomorrow will be better the last time i heard your voice it was stuttering with hate and i don't think i'll ever see you again and i dream tonight the sweetest dream that could be had of you and i wished that you would be happy and i wished i wouldn't be alone this fresh air is so hard to breathe in and these cold nights alone are taking their toll i'm starting to feel like no one really cares at all maybe i'm right everyone always says that tomorrow will be alright and i look around this darkened room and notice that everything isn't ok From Letras Mania