bad dream (interlude)

So I sit around, getting down Waiting for your messages (Yeah) Laid in bed, letting my head Get filled up with questions (Yeah) Maybe I'm a little lonely Won't you come over and hold me? And, if for one night only We can pretend that this has all been A bad, bad dream And, that I'll wake Up to your name across my screen But all I have Is the space between what we had, and what we What we could of been What we could've been