I can’t help but think it sad
That I can’t remember why you left
Only that you were leaving me
But maybe that’s not true
Because I know reality is tiring
I just want to fall back asleep

Last night I dreamt of you
And it wasn’t you, so I was happy
Because I can’t look at you without my eyes closed
Otherwise I would see a harsh truth
Honestly I should be sick of missing you
But it’s my favorite pastime