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...