Flip the Page

I keep you in a sealed space
Of my dreams
Every night we talk
Until my alarm clock rings
What a shame
You won't know it
My day starts with thinking of you
How nice it all was made in my sleep

So I light the candle that reminds me of her
And I can't flip this page, flip the page

Nice to meet you here again
In my sleep
Guess I'm a few feet shorter, a few dollars cheaper
A few times less interesting (than you)
And in my dreams you
You were smiling
As if I was the one you liked to spend your time with
But do you smile now when you think of me in real?

So I turn up the album that reminds me of her
And I can't flip this page, flip the page

And I learn the language that reminds me of her
And I can't flip this page, flip the page
And it kills me inside, like there's still something left
It's been months, but I ain't moved on a day



Credits
Writer(s): Anton Nikogosov
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