I am lonely
Do you need proof?

Alone, I speak.
In the middle of the night.
I talk to the man
who\'s in my dreams.
He\'s real and alive
but he\'s not there.
And I\'m still talking.

I speak to no one.
Then, am I
nobody?
How to become somebody?

There is no way
to real life.
At least I can\'t find it.
The man in my dreams
understands me.
He listen,
in my dreams.
Talk is cheap.
So am I poor?

It\'s harder at night.
You face all the problems
that you push away
during the day.

That\'s why we cry.