Something about you that reminds me of all those times
When I wasn't sorry, when I wasn't blue
The cherry moon it shone down on us

Under the stars shining down every one for you
If I could count them all I would circle the moon
And count 'em back to nothing till I got to you

Something in you dies when it's over everybody cries
Sometimes loving you's a dream that's not worth having
Then why do I dream of you?

I used to be the house that you lived in down on Meadowlake Street
When you moved they cut down the maple tree
I carved your name into, tree became a boat

I christened it your name and when the water turned to salt from your tears
It hit the bottom of the ocean where I go when I hear your name
And I sink like a stone

Something in you dies, when it's over everybody cries sometimes
If loving you's a dream that's not worth having
Then why do I dream of you? Why do I dream of you?

I feel like a dream that's not having like a nervous joke ain't nobody laughing
Like somebody with nothing 'cause they don't know
What they're wanting

Tiny like the sand in the cracks of drift wood w
Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you boats out on the horizon
Made of the maple tree where we used to lie down on Meadowlake Street
Counting the stars you and I, you and I, you and I, you and I

Something in you dies when it's over everybody cries sometimes
Loving you's a dream that's not worth having
Why do I dream of you, why do I dream of you?
Why do I dream of you, why do I dream of you, why?