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If These Are the Things

If these are the things that

Dreams are made of

Why don't I dream

Anymore

I've tried to tell myself

Nothing's changed my dear

But I look around me

And think maybe that's not so

I only have nightmaresAnd wake up with cold sweat

Coming through my pores

Why don't I dream anymore

I'm in the garden

All the trees bear fruit

I have to pick them before they fall

I finally grab one

I hold it in my hand

I open it upIt's rotten to the core

Why don't I dream anymore

If these are the things that

Dreams are made of

Why don't I dream

Anymore

We lose our patience

Lose our trust

Yes we lose our innocenceTo forget our sorrow and hide our pain

We lose old memories

But dreams are what life's worth living for

I wish I could dream

Once more

I'm in the garden

All the trees bear fruit

I have to pick them before they fall

I finally grab oneI hold it in my hand

I open it up

It's rotten to the core

Why don't I dream anymore

If these are the things that

Dreams are made of

Why don't I dream anymore

I've tried to tell myself

It's all for the best my dearBut I look around me and think

Maybe that's not so

I only have nightmares

Wake up in a cold sweat

Have I become as corrupt

As all I abhor

I'm in the garden

All the trees bear fruit

I have to pick them before they fall

I finally grab one

I hold it in my handI open it up

It's rotten to the core

Why don't I dream anymore

If these are the things that

Dreams are made of

If these are the things that

Dreams are made of

If these are the things that

Dreams are made of

I don't want anymore

Songwriters

Chapman, Tracy LPublished by

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