| I’ll pretend that you’re gone, on vacation
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| And you’ll be back in a week or maybe two
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| And when the phone rings I’ll pretend it’s you calling
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| To tell me you miss me and you’re coming home soon
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| I’ll pretend I don’t hear when silence tells me
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| That I’ll have to get by on my own
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| I’ll pretend I don’t hear when loneliness speaks so clear
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| And try to tell me you’re not coming home (not coming home)
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| Right now my life
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| Ain’t nothing but a dream
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| How long can I fool myself?
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| Into believing you’re coming back to me
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| I can see you laying in his bed
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| Like I caught the two of you in fact
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| Everybody told me it was coming
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| But I chose to be blind
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| I’ll pretend your clothes are hanging in the closet
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| And I’ll pretend your perfume fills the air
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| And as I sit in our favourite restaurant
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| I’ll pretend that you’re meeting me there
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| I’ll pretend when I visit our old friends
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| That you’re sitting down by my side
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| And when our old friends ask how am I doing?
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| I’ll pretend I’m not losing my mind
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| Although they know I’m lying
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| They know I’m lying
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| I can’t live like this
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| I forgive you
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| Please come back
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| I can’t live like this
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| I love you
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| And I forgive you
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| And I want you |