the morring comes to quick while im chasen sleep,
bed time was hours ago but im to scared of the morring to quit.
my mind in over time my body too,
so sleep as much as i try there is no way i can find you.
curse the bed for it wont take me to my dreams.
the night blanket of dark wont stay long enought it seems,
and i dont want it yet to go and for it to be morring.
no sleep tonight to much to do,
on my mind are lovers clues.
there's a window chance i take,
the burden of a minds weight arm's it breaks.