Daydreams

She lives through daydreams, dreaming of babies and skys, flowers and lovers every night for life. She's losing it lately, dancing through the garden in the night, and float like she's flying through the sky like a swan. Oh, those damn daydreams, she jumped like she thought she could fly and fell on the roses in the night, my God. She lives in daydreams, dreaming of dying every night, flying and falling from the sky. She's still in my daydreams, smiling and falling in the dark, fading like voices from the past, and feeling the thorns on her arms i still can see her falling on my dreams