Days are gone they
Fall into the past
And I’ve got memories of you
But would it be wrong
To claim a dream as ‘real’
If it could leave memories too?

Days are gone they
Fall into the past
And I’ve got memories of you
But when the morning comes
All I hope to see
Is you lying next to me

The past stays real ‘til you still remember it
A dream stays real while you still remember it