Waking up from this dream   See you fade from my view   Now you're gone   Although I still remember      I felt a strange desire   I felt a strange desire   You were like vintage wine   However not for long      It must have been    A frantic fit of madness   When I followed you    Into the bliss of darkness   Now I stand alone   Feeling is gone   Feeling is gone   Pride is taking hold   I regain control   I watch the drops of rain   On my window pane   And I smile as I find   I don't need no wine   Nothing more to say   This dream is over   This dream is over   This dream is over   This dream is over