Tossing a dream from the edge of my bed Leftover whiskey is hurting my head Well, I mumbled out something (Not sure what I said) Something about how the daylight's a thief Taking the dreams that I wanted to keep (Well, at least let me decide The time that they leave) Then, in the morn' over coffee and eggs I sat with my friend and prepared for the day (I said none of the things That I wanted to say) (And I will regret it Forever)