I am sorry that we no longer speak, br and you no longer care. br It hurts that we can never kiss, br because you are no longer there. br I live a life of dreams, my stary eyed stare, br longs for the only place where you still care, br And thus i spend my torrid eternity, br walking the dreams of humanity. br I visited the dream of Martin Luther King and he had a dream. br I visited the dream of Elvis Presley and no one stepped on his blue suede shoe. br I visited the dream of william shakespeare just as romeo danced with juliet, br and woke up in a dream where i danced with you.