Dreams come to dreamers at night--   tell of the sights you have seen,   silvery light of a dream,   saw you last night and you seemed   lost in a dream...      Why die? I don't understand it.   I tried, but I feel dissatisfied.   Why die? We never really said goodbye.   I cried, from the bottom of my eyes.      I know now I have to be strong.   I know now I have to move on.      Why die? I don't understand it.   I tried, but I feel dissatisfied.   Why die? We never really said goodbye.   I try, but I know you won't reply.      I know now I have to be strong.   I know now I have to move on.      Dreams come to dreamers at night--   tell of the sights you have seen,   silvery light of a dream,   saw you last night and you seemed   lost in a dream...