how I feel
Restlessness creeps inside of my bones
And all I can do
Is keep thinking of you.
Sit back,
buckle up,
And watch the sun rise again
Could it be full of any more things left unsaid?
Lay my head down
And stare into the darkness of my eyelids.
The clock keeps ticking
And sometimes I forget
Sweet slumber.
Even though I can smile
It's not one you can see in my eyes.
What can my hands do?
They reach out for something
To keep them from being alone,
but things are never undone
when you need them to be.
And all I can do
Is keep thinking of you.
Sit back,
buckle up,
And watch the sun rise again
Could it be full of any more things left unsaid?
Lay my head down
And stare into the darkness of my eyelids.
The clock keeps ticking
And sometimes I forget
Sweet slumber.
Even though I can smile
It's not one you can see in my eyes.
What can my hands do?
They reach out for something
To keep them from being alone,
but things are never undone
when you need them to be.