Enno.

I woke up in a dream today

to the cold of the static and put my cold feet on the floor

forgot all about yesterday

remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore

a little taste of hipocrisy

when things go wrong I pretend the past isn’t real
now I'm trapped in this memory 

and I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react

even though you're so close to me

you're still so distant and I can't bring you back

even if you're not with me

I'm with you