Dreams, dreams Of when we had just started things Dreams of me and you It seems, it seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you feel the same way tooThe littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but its so true I know its not right, but it seems unfair The things are reminding me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if for only one weekend So come on, tell me Is this the end?















