Here I go ready to go to sleep again,
Here he comes ready to invade my dreams again,
What is this,
Who is this,
I want to know,
Why does he leave every night right before we kiss,
Why do I feel like I miss him?
He's not real,
But he looks so real,
I touch him and he feels so real,
He doesn't talk but I know,
His eyes are trying to tell me something,
It's like he looks into my soul,
I touch my heart
And I lay down on my bed,
Tonight is gonna be different I keep telling myself,
I wanna know him,
I'm gonna know him.
