| Somedays I m content to stay at homeBut other days I get restlessI can t stand to be aloneOkayI ve been known to cry in my sleepBut dreams often show what you don t want to knowWhen you re awake you re not so deepCould be a bad habit I need to breakOr some kind of sentimentThat I could learn to fakeMaybe it s the devil in my earAverting his eyes and whispering liesSo that no one can hearThere isn t anything between usMany times I listened to the things that people sayBut many times I disagreeAnd I see it a different wayCould say that it looks and tastes so realBut I wouldn t mind if I went blindMaybe then I d learn to feelYes manI m so glad to be aliveIt s a beautiful day and my girl is okaySo we go out for a driveYes sirI haven t felt my right in my headThere s no getting dressed when I get depressedI don t want to leave my bedThere isn t anything between us |
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