In the stillness of the night my eyes are closed.
My mouth is wide.
I could see her face.
Her beautiful hair I could recognize.
She looks at me cold.
She probably don't know who I am.
Mommy it is me, it's Keith.
You had me back when
But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me.
Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me.
I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am.
My mind it's dreaming, God it's so misleading.
And now I hear you used to treat me cold.
You disappeared and left me all alone.
I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong.
'cause both of you were always getting stoned.
But sometimes I like to pretend.