Every night i rush to my bed with hopes that maybe i'll get a chance to see you. When i close my eyes im going out of my head. Lost in a fairytale, can you hold my hands and be my guide?

Clouds filled with stars cover they skies. And i hope it rains, your the perfect lullaby. What kind of dream is this? You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare. Either way i don't want to wake up from you.