It is early in the morning, and I've yet to find sleep.
Not to say that I'm searching, my thoughts are too deep.
I think of you and I think of her, women on my mind no suprise.
I think of how both my beloved are asleep next to other guys.
I think of my childhood dreams, and how most of them I still keep.
I recall the times that i smiled and had no trouble falling asleep
in my own room.
Insomnia of gloom.