The worst that I’ve ever been hurt in my life
The first time I ever have wanted to cry
Was the night when you told me you loved someone else
And you asked me if I could forget.
When I stop dreaming
That’s when I’ll stop loving you.
You may teach a flowers to bloom in the snow
You may take a pebble and teach it to grow
You may teach all the raindrops to return to the clouds
But you can’t teach my heart to forget.
When I stop dreaming
That’s when I’ll stop loving you…