Unreal

It's you I wanna hear Nothing more to please my ears Our moments go back in time As I sit here watching TV So please just come home straight to me Tell me that you'll be okay I'll fight my tears while I must wait Just come to me and I'll hold you tight Close your eyes and imagine, imagine the good times Nothing is real Nothing is real Two weeks have pa*sed in all your cell phone still rings when I call I imagine that you'll be fine Rea*suring myself all the time While this feeling of grief leaves me blind Tell me that you'll be okay I'll fight my tears while I must wait Just come to me and I'll hold you tight Close your eyes and imagine, imagine the good times Nothing is real Nothing is real