A good night sleep is a hard thing to come by these days. Every time I drifted into the subconscious world, you’ll show right up in front of me. Whether this is the projection of my subconscious mind, or God is playing games with me, I don’t know. In a way, I always enjoyed your company. But every time when that alarm bell rang, I had to get back to reality and once again I realised it’s all just a dream and I’ve lost you. That sucked the life out of me every morning. If only reality and imagination ever go hand in hand.
And the truth is, Baby, you’re all that I need.