The Dreamer

Sunset in sky shades of sorrow
and I wonder
will I be alive tomorrow
here I am, almost a man
and I still don’t understand
what it means to believe
’cause I am not big on faith
’cause no one ever had faith in me
and yet it seems
in my dreams
that there is more to life
than what I can see
lying at the crossroads of a dreamer
sleeping in the arms of a believer
and I lost my soul
in the reflection of a broken mirror
moonlight sparkles in my lover’s hair
the one who forever cares
and will always be there
and she holds me close with her love
lifting me high to the stars above
like a new born sacrifice
to the satellites of love and life
and if there is a way
I will find the way
as a believer
and not lost in the eyes
of a hopeless dreamer