Feb 19, 2011 22:00
Everyone is sleeping, everyone but me
I’m tossing and turning
Sirens in the distance, what else could it be?
Oh, something’s burning…somewhere
Somewhere it’s the morning, somewhere it’s the dawn
Far across the ocean
Maybe that’s where I belong
And off in some hotel room lights just flickered on
Yeah, the lights are always on
Oh, somewhere…
Somewhere someone’s smoking their first cigarette
At a bus stop, at a party
It just started raining, someone’s soaking wet, oh in Portland… or Jersey
Something’s ending, something’s starting, oh somewhere
Somewhere there’s a park bench tucked between the trees
In the shadow of a skyline, maybe that’s where I’m supposed to be
And somewhere there’s a stranger who’s just as strange as me
Oh somewhere, oh somewhere
And the more I want, the more I wander and the more that I dream, the less I sleep
And I set my sights on the land just over yonder I’m coming home
Will it ever be, will it ever be…
Everyone is sleeping… everyone but me