I dream of you (but I wake up alone)

This face in my dreams seizes my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone

If I was my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
This ache in my chest
As my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now

(Eu, Amy Winehouse e uma caixa de Schogetten Yoghurt-Strawberry. À espera que o sono se deixe de pesadelos.)