The Dream

I sit down in my window,
And I look up at the sky,
And I think of all the god's up there,
The god's who have shaped my life,

Did they think it would be funny?
Did they think it was just a game?
To make my life so miserable,
And fill it all with pain,

They make my heart break every day,
And never let it heal,
It breaks away piece by piece,
If only it couldn't feel,

If only pain did not exist,
If hearts could not break,
We could live life so happily,
Life would just be great,

But obviously that's just a dream,
A dream I pray for each day,
But in the meantime while I wait,
My heart still breaks away,

But when I stop and think a while,
I think back to my dream,
I'm back with my dad again,
And everything seems so real,

That's where I wish I could stay,
Sleep and never wake,
But life is never that kind,
I need to stay for my mum's sake,

But every night I go back to that place,
Back in my dad's arms,
And then I know that I am safe,
That we're never really far apart.