You're probably asleep deep inside of your dreams, while I'm sitting here crying and trying to see. Wherever you are baby now I am sure you moved on, and aren't thinking twice about me and you tonight. Tonight your memory burns like a fire, with every one it grows higher and higher, and I can't get over it, I just can't put out this love. I just sit in these flames and pray that you'll come back, close my eyes tightly, hold on and hope that I'm dreaming.

 

/rascal flatts - come wake me up