It's almost over now, I can feel it in my veins. I know I'm closer now, they beat the ugly out of my brain. A country fire, my baby had no name. A decent hour, the fortress had crumbled down. And I can tell by the look in your eyes that you hate me, and that's all right. 'Cause I was told by an angel that you miss me, but that's a lie. And I've torn down all the walls just to see you in your blue gown. And I know there's hope for her, 'cause she is drowning in the ground. Is this love that I'm dreaming, dreaming of?