Dreams
That's where I have to go to see your beautiful face anymore
I stare at a picture of you and listen to the radio

Hope
Hope there's a conversation where we both admit we had it good
But until then it's alienation
I know
That much is understood and I realize

If you ask me how I'm doing I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out
And I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what they say I'm not over you
Not over you