Once upon a while,
there is a man he,
who dreams a while.
In his heart he prays,
the girl in his dreams,
has happy days.

And once in every night, there is a man,
who starts to lie and yet he lies not for some glory’s way,
but to protect the one he loved each day from his own brain.

And once in every place, there is this man with an empty space.
In his heart, a space to protect a girl from his own harm no more.

And once in every year, there is this man who sheds a tear.
For a love lost, yet his heart still knows the cost, because once across the ocean, there is this man who still yet dreams a while...  a man... who dreams a while.... a while..... with means to the ends unknown....

And he dreams of her.....

She is standing in the darkness her shadow on the door
Longing for the better times when both their hearts would soar
Looking out at darkness tears have wet her eyes
A blurring of the streetlights silently she cries..

She feels the string of broken love, tugging at her heart
To fix the course of her life she wonders where to start
Tears for the memories... tears for the loss...
for a love that burned so brightly
someone must pay the cost... this man!

and his dreams deceive him yet more,
“can it be true what my dreams dream that he has not a future love no more?”  

Slowly shall they fade away as she turns to close the door
and he dreams that the future still remaining,

“madam...', please do not weep no more... for in this brain remains
nothing more but a ball of dark lies eating me away for your sweet revenge.....”