I wish the words were better
Not as clear as they used to be
Somehow they cease to convey
Just what is happening to me
I'm afraid of time running out
Each day another line on my face
Each moment lost forever
And I wish I was some other place
Where the lies are buried
And there I never need to go
Where I can find some hope
And the truth I long to know
Perhaps I'm a fool
Perhaps I've had everything all wrong
I just want someone I can talk to
What I wanted all along

So I sit staring out the window
Sting playing on the radio
It's dark outside
And I got nowhere to go
I can see the lights from the mall
The neighbors are still up
A plane is on its way to land
And the thoughts never stop
I got to wake in a few hours
Got to dress like the clown I feel
I got to put on the face
And not let anyone see what's real
Maybe tomorrow I'll get a miracle
Or perhaps I never will
I think that's the true death
When all hope is lost
You can fill your days with things
But that's not what matters most

Ok I'm talking too much
And just saying because I can't sleep