When the world is asleep my body can't lay and join with the rest of them in dark peace and pricy duvets
The thought of your body tangled empty handed in your faded sheets makes my fingers itch for you
My head is screaming your name I swear you could hear it I'm worried I might start saying it aloud one day
It's getting late and I'm getting lonely or maybe I've been like this as long as I can remember
When the world is falling asleep I feel my soul waking up and everything is different when I'm the only one who sees it