again again like a beautiful novel still unread
pages left, pages dusting away
some nights, some very late nights I wake up and I pray
wishing you were by my side to tell me everything will be okay
you promised me forever
you saw a future together
in my dream you appear, but when I wake I can't see you
are you a reality or imagination through my sweet dreams?
because the pain and emotions feels real every morning on the train I start to close myself away from the world of what it seems
slowly I put my headphones on, I close my eyes, a picture of you and me when we met, now I'm standing there next to other passengers, there again I close my eyes.
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