I lay here restless and trying to sleep
laying here thinking of you while counting my sheep
As time goes by and still I try
Just to get a little shut eye

It looks like a night of little sleep for me
Just sitting here awake, tired to some degree
But I can seem to sleep even wrapped in a cover
Because I'm not in the arms, of the one I call my lover

So I sit here and wait with a frown and a pout
And hope that my body will soon, just pass out.