(I curse the light as I pray for the darkness And cursed be the light as I pray) I close my eyes, the curtains drawn Still I see the burning sun It should be night, but sleep won’t come Feeling tired, but far from gone
On the edge of consciousness It’s hard to see what’s real All my thoughts are such a mess They cut so deep and the wound won’t heal
I close my eyes, the curtains drawn Still I see the burning sun It should be night, but sleep won’t come Feeling tired, but far from gone
Lost my sense, my sense of time Want to trade the day for night How I wish, wish for a sign or a shadow to obscure the light
Night came finally, I lay down to rest Slowly I close my eyes, sleep will come at last In Morpheus' arms I will stay deep in the land of dreamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
