I was deeply sleeping, when I was awakened.

The Sandman lulled my heart to sleep, and left my soul forsaken.

Then she came into my life, and woke me with a glance.

This sensuous tart, had touched my heart, and invited it to dance.

This feeling was so different from anyone I'd felt before.

The joys of my wakend state, makes me want to slumber...never more.

Time passed by so swiftly, I had nearly forgotten myself.

My curfew was at midnight, and it is now five passed twelve.

I didn't want to fall back to sleep, but I couldn't fight this
lethargicness .

Find a way to bring me back to you, I don't want to miss any part of
this.

I want to feel your love again, I need to feel your love light beam.

I've come to the conclusion, that my world is an illusion, and the only
things that ever come to sleepers are dreams.

As I drift back to sleep, I reminisce the things we'd done.

Although, it was a short lived moment, I know that you're the one.

I have you here with me, but it's just not quite the same.

To know you in reality, makes this feel like such a game.

This dream world that I've lived so long, doesn't hold a candle to the
real you.

It will never be the world, that you have lead me to.

All this time, I thought my world was perfect, but at this point it
seems...

I've come to the conclusion, that my world is an illusion, and the only
things that ever come to sleepers are dreams.

I don't want to dream anymore, I want to really be where you are.

I will go anywhere to be with you, no matter, near, or far.

I fooled myself for too long now, I see what dreaming does.

If there ever was a time I felt awake, then with you it was.

Someone please find the Sandman...tell him there's been some kind of
mistake.

I no longer need this dream world, unless I can dream while I'm awake.

I should have tried much harder to fight the Sandman's curse.

Maybe if I love real enough, his spell might reversed.

'Til then, I can only wait for my angel to return.

As I lay here dreaming, there's one thing that I've learned.

No man is an island, and no lake survives with out a stream.

I've come to the conclusion, that my world is an illusion, and the only
things that ever come to sleepers are dreams.

I need you back in my life, we made the perfect team.

Please forgive my confusion, I was lost in an illusion, I know now, the
only things that ever come to sleepers are dreams.