Words and Music by Zeke Sayer
The lights go out when I sleep at night.
Sometimes it gets lonely but it's alright
I just choose to bury the sand
and make good friends with the ceiling fan
The Nights get cold when I pass the time
sometimes it gets bad but i don't mind.
I just watch the storming sea
and look at a picture of you and me
The days get hot where I live you know
and my head is like a sinking hole
I can't hold onto this rope
instead I run to the bags of dope.
You want to see this side of me
but lately you've been denying me
access to your living soul
so how can you expect to grow?
And I know there will be better days
when we'll only have time to waste.
Your face will be the morning light
and the last thing that I see at night
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.
Even when I'm out of my mind
you are always on my mind.