Overwhelmed

Will things ever get better?
Will i find my friends?
Do you think she will remember?
Or is this the end?

You can hide here a while.
Remember what the preacher said,
before he went dead.
And can the old man wave his magic wand and make everything alright?
And can i hold you for the last time tonight?

Outside I hear my dreams knocking at my door.
I just lay here inside this empty room,
sprawled across the floor.
If there was a window here at least i could stare,
And watch my dreams walk away in despair.