war on day

I dream of you still and my rest is never well
I dream of you still; heaven, devils and hell
I dream of you still and I run away
I dream of the night caught by day

and I go back to sleep,
and this time I know,
and still I fight because

Just let me dance five more minutes in the graces of the night.
Delay the sun and capture his light.
I know what he wants and it's not so bad,
but I need a few more minutes of something sad.
My dreams have become your own and I've lived with you for what seems like forever,
but the only time I see you now is at night and in bad weather.
But I won't come home because I know you're there and I know you wait, and thats not fair.

and I do come home and I want you to stay.
and when I awake; you've gone away
and I wage war on the day to let me dance five more minutes in graces of the night