another night of lyin' here
staring at the black
no sound but my own breathing
and I'm whisperin' to the night
as the shadows whisper back
and I ain't been good for sleepin'
since before I can recall
got to get my head examined
'cause my maind keeps asking me
if we'll ever sleep at all
thoughts gone gooey
my mind's all screwy
and I don't know what to do
to get my mind off of you
my spirit's gone to hell, baby
slow and deadly atrophy
ain't no use in empty prayin'
'cause there ain't nobody there
to take away my agony
please forgive me, baby
I'm doin' what I can
And I know I did you wrong
I'm sorry that you're hurtin'
Wish I'd been a better man
thoughts gone gooey
my mind's all screwy
and I don't know what to do
to get my mind off of you
-J
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