“Dreams
Thats where I have to go
To see your beautiful
Face anymore I stare at a picture of you
And listen to the radioHope, hope there’s a conversation
We both admit we had it good
But until then its alienation I know that much is understood,
And I realise..If you ask me how I’m doing
I would say I’m doing just fineI would lie and say that you’re not on my mind
”
But I go out, and I sit down at a table set for two