Departures - Sleepless
I'm sick of waking up inside my own dreams
I know I'm just escaping from me
And the person I was meant to be
I'm losing count of ways to forget myself
When I should have some faith in the life that I lead
Where do our hearts go when this is over?
Are we just like scattered leaves to the wind?
Are we taken with the tides of the ocean?
So as the waves come in
I'll try to keep my head above the swellYou might also like