I'm getting tired of being told to live in the moment
When all I want is my bed, and the sounds of the ocean
With hoods pulled tight, and our sleeves covering our hands
It's getting harder to sleep, and we never seem to dream
It's getting harder to sleep, we're always tossing and turning
And I'm getting tired of being told, that you're only one person
To the world, when to one person, you could be the world
With hoods pulled tight, and our sleeves covering our hands
It's getting harder to sleep, and we never seem to dream
It's getting harder to sleep, we're always tossing and turning
There's nothing in the dark that wasn't there in the light
But there's an innocence in everyone that this world can't take away
As hard as it tries
I always seem to relate to strays
Waiting for someone to come along
And take them away
We're always waiting for someone
Waiting for someone
I always seem to relate to strays
Waiting for someone to come along
And take me away
To give me all the attention
The attention that we all crave