Wake me up before I die What will happen to me if I sleep all my days Change will never come without your touch Your fingertips and your sweet embrace Come to me darling Let me feather my fingers in your hair
Paint the clouds red I’ll enjoy the drive Hair trapped in my glasses Pretending you’re with me Tendrils of thought Escaping my grasp I fixed my car The music is blaring Hold my hand Nobody cares Grinning ear to ear Quietly existing
It's getting really hard to meditate On what's good and holy When all the songs I hear Are filled with lyrics about doubts and fear Like being down in the dumps And people pleasers I need a how to On being meek and quiet With a heart that identifies With what isn't true I wanna be loud I want to scream How else will I get it out of me