I was there on the morning of the birth,Waiting to
And I'd drive it to the end, and jack-knifeI'd drive
I'm still waiting for the sun to come up on
Walk with me into the ocean,Plenty more fish in the
I'm a small time player in a big time gameAnd
It's me and the stars and the evening just fading
Poison in my veins, early in the day,Poison in my
Sit and complicate the way it all should beOr leave,
Tell me I'm your everything, all that you could need,A
Why can't I sleep, am I getting it wrong?Stuck between
Why can't I sleep, am I getting it wrong?Stuck between
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