Should be, could be, I would be, but…
There you go again getting into my head. Only this time I’ve given you the keys.
I’m in and out of sleep. That means I’ll have bad dreams.
You’ve got me stuck here and I’ve had no luck here. Stalling. That’s all I do these days, especially when you’re calling.
Do you miss me, miss me always?
Will I have gray hair or will I still have my youth?
Will you come back home and just take another look?
So many questions, so many years that trace our history, yet you’re still portraying me like I’m some sort of a mystery.
I said I was going to bed but now you’re in my head.
Hoping you’ll refresh your page again…
my eyes will be shut but you’ll be wide awake. Your turn now. Sleepless nights, restless mind, fight the battle that I thought I had already won.
Now you know.
You know now.
Know it always.
It’s you, it’s you always.