He wakes up with her name in his head
Her face haunts him before he can climb out of bed.
He thinks about her all the day,
Plants false kisses on her dreamy silhouette.
And her name he takes in his sleep
And hush, so silently does he weep
She is the last one on his mind
Before his eyes are tightly bind
But she believes a broken heart never heals
And this makes futile, all that he feels.