Every dream holds a little piece of a memory.
Every Memory holds a little piece in your heart.
And your heart keeps everything locked away forever until someone can come in and free your imagination.
Only thing is, it's hard to go and find that someone that can heal you, someone that can unlock your heart and let your true self run wild, the way it should be.
So we dream of that someone, wishing he or she was real.
That maybe he or she can save you from yourself, and save you from the lifestyle you can't stand now.
And we think that maybe if we dream hard enough...
He or she will appear and heal our broken souls.
But its not that easy
Its never that easy.
