Tonight I fell asleep. And I dreamed about you. I was thinking about the last time we talk, over and over "I'll be calling you in a day and a half", but you never did. And I'm still counting the days we haven't seen each other. Eight months and three days... "You're the woman of my life". And Us was awesome. And you're fading and fading away. And you are dwindle and faint through time. Like the afternoon light began to fade. And Us was awesome.