GSoldiers in Ddreams are like lEmovers who Dcome without Cwarning

And take Amyou by surCprise when you Amthink you must Cmake it Dalone

GSooner or Dlater their Empresence is Donly a Cmemory

But you Amknow that withCout them you'd Dnever have D7rolled back the Gstone

And as Glovers lie Dsleeping, I Emfind myself Dtravelling toCwards you

The Ammorning aCrises, the Amwind is as Csoft as a Dsigh

And whatGever's beDfore me, is Emnothing to Dwhat I have Ccome through

The Ampain and the Cpassion, the Dtears and the D7laughs and the Glies

My Gdarling once Dtold me that Emloving was Dbetter than Cliving

But I Amtold him surCvival for Amme was the Ceasier Dgame

I Gcouldn't live Dwith him, Emnow it's I Dcan't live withCout him

I Amthought I'd feel Cdifferent, but Dsomehow I D7still feel the Gsame

GRomeo Dtells me that EmJuliet can't Dlive withCout him

And OphAmelia is Ccrazy for AmHamlet who Cwants to be DKing

And aGway in the Ddistance, Mark EmAnthony Dloves CleoCpatra

As PorAmtia sits Csilent, soliloDquizing D7in the Gwings

So if Glovers are Dloosers, what Emprice the Dgame we are Cplaying?

And what Amprice the Cman who has Amnot got the Cmoney to Dpay?

And the Gsilence of Dangels means Empraying is Djust an illCusion

For the Amlost and the Clonely and Dthose who have D7nothing to Gsay