I woke up this morning
Too early again
When will I sleep through the night
When, oh when

I got my coffee
I’m on cup three
What the heck is wrong with me

It’s 2:45 am, and here I sit again
Looking at the walls
Wondering about it all

I just want to sleep
For a day or two straight
Forget about everything
That’s piled on my plate

I know it’s a dream
Just a fantasy
Just a couple hours longer
Would set me free