I remember your birth
You were the tiny one...

Wake up in the middle of day
With not even 1 simple thing to say...

Its warm
In this dark room alone...

Your smile
Your tears...

Its quiet
I can hear the clock...

Do I know love
The soft touch...

I lay here in my bed.
It's quiet and still...

I saw you last night while I was sleeping.
You came to me as I was weeping...

He is the one who pretends
He sits alone with his drink...

Rainy days
Thunderstorms...

We are a bouquet of roses
A relationship with perfection...

He doesnt know I dream of him
Or that I even think of him...