Feeling tired and feeling beat I laid right down, and fell asleep There she was, just like before Turned around and slammed the door Another broken dream, another broke… Too many times and too many nights Tried to talk but only fight What makes them change and turn away? What makes them cold, to what we say? Another broken dream, another painful scheme Another burning light, another endless night A foolish thought, a foolish game I'm being you, and feeling ashamed Over my shoulder, I see it all Waking up, still I recall Another broken dream, another painful scheme Another burning light, another endless night Another broken dream…