A Bad Dream.

I wake up, it's a bad dream, noone on my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side
But you're long gone, yeah, you're long gone now

Where do we go?
I don't even know my strange old face
And I'm thinking about those days
And I'm thinking about those days...