When the morning comes
I wake up in my bed
and as always I'm alone
Just like everyday
I wonder to myself
what is it like awakening in two.
is it like a gift that you can't wait to show?
or is it like a golden stone?
Is it like a smile that you can never hide?
What is it like awakening in two?
Giving to the pillow the shape that you might have
And I pretend to kiss you for real.
I'm telling you my seret that no one's ever heard
silence is the promise you'll keep for me.
My recurring dream is dreaming of someone
who is dreaming next to me
We're sleeping on each other
and when the night has gone
we will be awakening in two
we will be awakening in two
we will be awakening in two.

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