Comes the sun with my waking eyes
and it's almost worse than last night
I'm feeling wounded from my dreams
so far away she is from me,
When I wake they fade away
places so familiar in sleep
treat me as a stranger in their own
and I feel wounded from my dreams
Until I wake to find her here with me.
May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 4:19 AM UTC
Comes the sun with my waking eyes
and it's almost worse than last night
I'm feeling wounded from my dreams
so far away she is from me,
When I wake they fade away
places so familiar in sleep
treat me as a stranger in their own
and I feel wounded from my dreams
Until I wake to find her here with me.
