I have actually heard the soundtrack of your music in my life. This time it was real, not simply imagination. I have heard your voice. And this causes a question deep in my soul. Is this really where I want to go? It will not end up successfully. It will not be my dream come true. It is a mystery to me how that the dream is more true than reality. You, the sound of your voice, the sound of your music on that blue guitar hold me safe over the abyss - all the while knowing that there is truly no hand holding my heart and too soon I will be dashed. Fantasy is life. Reality is broken. You are my one heart's hope. Tonight you will be awake under the stars, you told me so, and I will keep you in my dreams for there is no place else for you to live.