Sleep Somehow
it started with a feeling
a special kind of feeling
weve lost somehow
idle thoughts are reeling
im longing for your touch
but you dont understand
that it means so much
you leave it up to me
to sleep some
how the anger that i feel
must leave somehow
i hear you breathe... im waiting
for the morning light
i miss you... although im lying
right by your side
you leave it up to me...
i dont know why... our time went by
theres nothing left to feel
except this boring kind of anger
thats wasting me
you leave it up to me...
a fading night... i feel the light
(of) a day that dawn in grey
overgrowning all my hopelessness... but shadows will
stay...
you leave it up to me