Many times we search to fill the void
For something that will balance our scales...
This room,
These walls...
So many thoughts in my head
As I lay me down to bed...
Those lovely eyes,
That beautiful smile...
Mondays are the run days,
Tuesdays are the snooze days...
One hundred percent of the time
When I try to write a rhyme...
Talking stars, talking stars
You make my thoughts transcend...
Verse one.
This lullaby...
Every time the world changes she recoils
Lies are scattered at her feet...
I sing you one more song tonight
lying in bed, with weary eyes...
If when you wake up in the morning;
And the hurting is so great...
You say don't be judgmental,
But who are you to say...