I'm in between dreams
These days it seems there's nothing left
Of this foolish heart that once knew the art of falling
I'm counting the cost of what is lost and what is gained
And some rain still falls into the streams
Here in between dreams
Here in between dreams
These days my heart feels like it's carved from a piece of solid stone
I want nobody in my life, I'm happiest alone
And then my house of cards falls down, I see it's all a sham
And I recognize how tired of lies I am
I'm in between dreams
These days it seems there's nothing left
Of this foolish heart that once knew the art of breaking
I'm counting the cost of what's worth taking and what's long gone
And the dawn in the eastern sky still gleams
Here in between dreams
Here in between dreams
Yesterday's as far away as childhood memories
And tomorrow stretches like a road round a bend that I can't see
If I could only find some grace here in the storm's calm eye
Where the wind holds its breath and the birds forget to fly
I'm in between dreams
These days it seems there's nothing left
Of this foolish heart that once knew the art of crying
I'm counting the cost of flying too high for these wings
And the doorbell rings, the kettle screams
And nothing's quite as settled as it seems
Here in between dreams
Here in between dreams
This song was written by Mark Simos. © 1992 Mark Simos / Devachan Music (BMI)