the way we talk was clear, we didn’t see we were not sure and it was nice your eyes were praying for the love i couldn’t give your heart was beating and couldn’t stop your hand was waiting quietly for mine and i wanted it all yes, we were lost the dream i dreamed was too short to be true the love i loved was too real to be a dream what i chose was worse for you the love i loved was too short to be real the way we felt was nice, we didn’t care we were just waiting for something new and more