If it rains tonight If the angels cry They will know how I feel When I wake up And it's still the same Then I will know this is real I was so close to my dreams But they were stolen by reality And now each moment I think of you and What could have been It's not wasted time It's how I get by Recalling when Many will pretend They don't feel the pain Ignoring it with laughter and words But they can't erase What has taken place I know, I am sure I was so close to my dreams But they were stolen by reality And now each moment I think of you and What could have been It's not wasted time It's how I get by Recalling when Bridge: I've been looking for answers But they aren't to be found They only like to appear I've been wanting one thing After another It's finally come clear We never get what we want I was so close to my dreams But they were stolen by reality And now each moment I think of you and What could have been It's not wasted time It's how I get by Recalling when© 1999, Allison McCulloch