I lay awake at night and try to drift to sleep,
I might
Or maybe just fall in a trance of deep dreams,
And thoughts that seem to run hand in hand with reality.
Should I take this all casually?
Like a passerby.
Grasping first impressions,
Not contemplating their intentions
Until they look to meet your eyes,
In them is where you see the distant light of hope.
The one we're all searching to find.
I see the light so easily, in the eyes of friends and strangers alike
Out of my control, no one can hold me down or stop me now.
I wish I knew how.
We could turn this all around
And make it right
We could. If we tried.
But the realest inside me has over ruled,
She can't be fooled,
She feels the truth,
It aches inside,
The kind that can't be denied.
But on the outside this bitter face is only skin deep,
Just thick enough to hide the tears I rarely weep,
Knowing that I'm stronger than to feel this weak,
They wipe away
But the tears on my sleeve make me think...
How's it gonna be?
Is this gonna get easier?
When I wake up in the morning
And your face pops in my head,
I'm wide awake, but I just want to go back to bed,
Instead I wait for my alarm to slip into a routine,
My mind continues racing, yet I seem so serene.
When will my days ever go by fast again?
I wonder why I'm left with much to ponder.
As you continue to drift away further
I let my eyes roll back
Slipping into a restless slumber
Waiting to be free,
Even if only in my dreams.