Was I the only one all this time,
thinking it was worth the fight and more?
Won't you stand with me? Stand and fight.

As I dream on, you carry on.
And I guess I've been dreaming on as you're moving on.

So that's when I lost touch, but I paid no mind.
It's something that you risk when you care.
And I saw with my own eyes. You stood and you fought.

As I wake, it's clearer now.
That as I dream on, you're moving on.

So I lay me down again and I fall asleep
again, and I make a vow: I won't stay here for long.