When you're dreaming with a broken heart

The waking up is the hardest part

You roll out of bed and down on your knees

And for a moment you can hardly breathe

Wondering was she really here

Is she standing in my room?

No, she's not

Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart

The giving up is the hardest part

She takes you in with her crying eyes

Then all at once you have to say goodbye

Wondering could you stay my love

Will you wake up by my side?

No, she can't

Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my, roses in my hands?

Would you get them if I did?

No, you won't

Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart

The waking up is the hardest part.