I've got plenty of smiles and memories for miles but then they disappeared. They left like the wind and didn't come back again, until you appeared. I love you my dear but the dream isn't real anymore. I've got faces and places I still need to see, if it's alright with you. I'll smile through them to and pretend that it's true & then I'll let them be. I love you my dear but the dream isn't real anymore. You say that we've changed and things aren't the same, as your bags are at the door. A little more wine and a little more time will put me on the floor. It's not just the little things that I have to pay for. Come sit for awhile, I can bring back a smile, and my dreams might come back once more. And like I said before. I love you my dear but the dream isn't real anymore.
