I can’t be losing sleep, no I can’t… you know I cannnot stop pacing.
Give me a few hours—I’ll have this all sorted out if my mind would just stop racing.
Cuz I cannot stand still; I can’t be this unsturdy; this cannot be happening.
This is over my head but underneath my feet, cuz by tomorrow morning I’ll have this thing beat, and everything will be back to the way that it was; I wish that it was just that easy.
Cuz I’m waiting for tonight, then waiting for tomorrow. And I’m somewhere in between what is real and just a dream.
Would you catch me if I fall out of what I fell in?
Don’t be surprised if I collapse down at your feet again.
I don’t want to run away from this—I know that I just don’t need this.