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 he really here?
Is he standing in our room?"
No, he's not
'Cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
He saddens me with his with his vacant eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye
Wondering, "Could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?"
No, he can't
'Cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Now, do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Now, 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?
And 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.
The missing you is the hardest part, love you babe.
Donna Foxley
06/10/2025
