Daylight, slowly creeping through the crack in the curtains
and it suddenly reminded me I didn't sleep allnight.
It's just the thought of you I'll swear,
Lyin' in the fatal position,
How can I sleep when it cuts too deep?
Take a handfull of magic,
Weigh it up on the scales
of the wrong place, the wrong time
Take one body of a memory
I can't erase from my mind
Oh, take one girl who said yeah
I can handle it, in the voice of a child.
Yeah well, I've cried in the morning
I've stamped on the pain of too much longing
I've cried in the morning
All the dreams I've dreamed
I shall dream again eternally speaking
Just now the face of eternity
looks blank into the face of time
It's just the thought of you
lying in that naked position
How could I speak when it cuts too deep