Falling

I've had the same dream every night; 
Me and you on a plane. 
And I keep waking up before we crash, 
But right before I do, you whisper 
We could've had something, 
We could've had something more than this. 

You said, let go. 
As turbulence shook my hand out of yours. 
And I realized you didn't love me anymore. 
Glance out the window, as clouds roll by 
As the plane begins to slowly go down. 

And it's falling 

Tonight I won't have that dream