dreaming

Dreaming of those better days gone by Dreaming of a different kind of life When you were there laying by my side Holding hands fingers intertwined Remember all those hardships that we faced Moments we were dying to escape Now I'm treasuring those days Memories that soon will fade A story that finished far too soon A cliffhanger for a conclusion Or are they pages ripped from our book Pages that will never be found Forced to look ahead into our future But I keep dreaming of those better days gone by Dreaming of a different kind of life When you were there Standing by my side Will I find you? Will I find you? Or will there be someone new? Can there be someone new?