In the stilness of the night my eyes are closed.
My mouth is wide.
Her beautifull hair I could recognize.
I could see her face. She looks at me cold.
Mommy it is me, it's Keith.
She probably don't know who I am. You had me back when.
But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me.
I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. My mind it's dreaming, God it's so misleading. Do you thing it's 'cause I've grown old.
Is it true that what I was told? You cried to leave me?
You know I know it's not your fault.
Believe me I know.
You had a husband who was selfish and cold. And now I hear you used to treat me cold.
You disappeared and left me all alone.
'cause both of you were always getting stoned.
I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong.
But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me But sometimes I like to pretend.
Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me.
Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me.
Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am.
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