English
With my arms tied tight around my pillow
Tears streaming down my face
I long for someone real instead
Someone who can appreciate my embrace
The feeling of always being alone
Is all I've know for so long
To cry is to know you can still feel
Even tough I let it out I still feel wrong
The pillowcase grows wet
I lift my weary hand and wipe away my tears
Then convulse with a surge of reality
Perfectly founded are my fears
I have nothing and no-one
My life is not on track
Pillows don't have heartbeats
And pillows can't hug you back
