And then you'll wake up to find that she's not me.
Does she make you feel wanted like I did? Make you feel like you're the one thing that matters? You let her head rest on your chest, but when you close your eyes, you'll be seeing my face again. I'll be crossing your mind. You'll be dreaming on places we went. And then you'll wake up to find, that she's not me. She's not me.
Fin :)