I sought hollow comfort in another woman’s bed.
Tried to fill this void inside myself, tried to clear my head.
And now I know for sure, what I had only thought before.
You are irreplaceable.
And so I’ll get up in the morning and I’ll sleepwalk through my day.
Dreaming about the times when everything between us was still okay.
But I can’t move on.
There isn’t a soul that can take your place.
I’ll spend the rest of my life, day dreaming of your face.