I go to bed and i dream
then i wake up and scream
i try to close my eyes again
but what i can feel its only your pain
from this dream thats only what i can gain
I try to show you all corners of love
but you end up flying away from me like a dove
leaving my heart so hot like acooking stove
all this just because you made a move
lastly i know tha real love from you i have failled to prove
As silence broke up in my room thinking
i blame the watch on the wall ticking
because it takes me back to that beautiful life
before our love was cut by that sharp knife
that time i proved your no longer my wife
you are my night queen
because you only now appear in my dream
if this love is a pillow, then i love to sleep
but if this love is just a dream, then let me weep
and if your heart has love, please give me to keep.
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