Raindrops are falling on the rooftop
they don't drown out the sound of my cries
though I'm the only one that hears me
i tell myself that I'm full of lies
can't tell between right or wrong
or the people that will help me when i fall
can't hear the words of my own song
or my voice when i hear myself call
rain floods the stairs of my path
as i attempt to reach for you
with every one step forward i take
i slip and move backwards two
your hand seemingly reaches out to me
telling me that everything will be okay
as i extend my arm towards you
your hand disappears and i slip away
this has to be an illusion, it can't be real
this nightmare must be a mistake...
as i tell myself to snap out of this dream
i realize that all along, I've been wide awake.
