Chance has gone

Feeling tired, lonely and cold,
sitting here all alone
just a shadow beside me
- chasing dreams to keep me warm,
remembering past chances gone.

Dreaming of love, warmth and desire;
hiding the fire inside
burning cold in my lost soul
- chasing dreams to keep me warm,
remembering past chances gone.

Darkness encounters the blues,
slumber creeps around,
sleepy hounds crawling over the sky
- chasing dreams to keep me warm,
remebering past chances gone.

While I wait for soothing sleep,
I wonder what to do
tonight my haunted heart is
- chasing dreams to keep me warm,
rembering past chances gone.