In the early morning I wake Those linens that last night embraced you, now empty In this grey early morning I wonder Where did you go? Were you ever here? The nightstand glass is empty A witness of a night in blur Once so real, now a fragile memory Now I lay here alone, like I've always done Alone in the presence of you, while you roam my every thought While you roam my every thought Are you there? Are you there? Are you still awake? Are you still awake? I can't see you I can't feel you