Sleepless on Sunday Monday looms ahead of sore heads and fragile bones. Alone today I may sway lazily towards the sunshine never mind the blinding light that sucks you in and spins you round. I found that choices made reciprocate and fate awaits too late you found in sound you'd be around until the sky becomes the ground. you wound a daisy crown around your frown to bring a smile to my face you chase the race and drag behind but times a healer not a dealer see her drifting down the hall so small and helpless as she flies towards the skies in open arms on heavy air.
So Should we turn the lights out now it's late i've had a long day did you say that if I ever had a reason meaning I was leaving creeping out the door while your asleep the sheep you count discount the thoughts you ought to keep they leap over the fence of your defence to test your inhibitions and admissions of dismission only compromise your mission. Now your wishing that the stars in Mars and shining just for you and you wonder if you'll ever see like you wanted to.
So should we turn out the lights goodnight i'll see you in the morning when your yawning at the prospect of another day at work and as your mind delights in the last two nights you'll feel a little down but happiness is everything you know you are.
So Should we turn the lights out now it's late i've had a long day did you say that if I ever had a reason meaning I was leaving creeping out the door while your asleep the sheep you count discount the thoughts you ought to keep they leap over the fence of your defence to test your inhibitions and admissions of dismission only compromise your mission. Now your wishing that the stars in Mars and shining just for you and you wonder if you'll ever see like you wanted to.
So should we turn out the lights goodnight i'll see you in the morning when your yawning at the prospect of another day at work and as your mind delights in the last two nights you'll feel a little down but happiness is everything you know you are.
