Your Song

I wake up and there's no sense (nor kiss from you),

It's 6 AM and the alarm sounds loud (no word from you),

I gotta go, I gotta dress (no tease from you),

It's getting late, I'll close the door (no signs of you).

I wonder why it feels like noon,

Perhaps too much, maybe too soon.

I got stories to tell,

But I won't tell them all.

What can I expect from silence's told?

What can I do if the blanket's cold?

I'll light a fire and of you I'll hold

It'd be the greatest lie I've ever sold.

It's 3 AM, It's way too late,

Or "too damn early" as you would say.

You packed your bags and ran away,

The truth is you never came.

I'll write you letters in my head,

I'll bring you breakfast to the bed,

You're the prettiest dream I've ever met,

The most perfect love a fool can get.

I say goodbye without regrets,

"I'll see you soon" was what you said.

And then we met same night again.

Hun, is this really happening?...