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In my bed (where you used to lie)

When I sleep

 

 

Everything is just the same

 

 

You are still my darlin' dear

 

And I'm still the boy that's on your brain

 

 

When I sleep

 

 

Everything still feels alright

 

 

You're still smilin' back at me

 

in my dreams, throughout the night

 

 

When I sleep

 

 

I can talk to you again

 

 

I can ask you how your day was

 

I can ask you how you've been

 

 

When I sleep

 

 

I don't question why you left

 

 

I don't question where you went

 

And I don't question your great theft

 

 

But when I wake

 

All the pain

 

returns

 

times three

 

 

That's why I sleep

 

And sleep

 

While I'm asleep,

 

from this anguish

 

I am free

 

 

When I wake

 

I see that lonely space

 

and cry

 

 

The place I felt your sweet embrace

 

in my bed,

 

where you used to lie

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Written by
ben-ohara
American
Published
Nov 7, 2010
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Written November 7th

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