It′s eight o'clock in the morning, now I′m entering my bed
Had a few dreams about you, I can tell you what we did
I expected to see you on your morning run again
I know I shouldn't be watching 'cause every time I feel the pain
You told me it wasn′t over and that we′d be together soon
But was this before or after you told me to leave the room?
I used to think we'd make it far, it turned out that we are
It′s such a shame that we weren't the same at all