wake in the morning sunlight   with birds that ring in your dreams like tiny lizards sighing   and you won't wake   and my eyes strain      and the beat of the drum   it's the sound of my heart that's breaking   and you won't wake      i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain   i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain      it's just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto      i wake in the morning sunlight   your words they ring in my dreams like all my visions dying   and you awake      and the beat of the drum   it's the sound   of my heart   and it's breaking   yes it's breaking      i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain   i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain   i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain   i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain   i try to write it down though my arm hurts   and my eyes strain      it's just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto   just another piece of something to hold onto      everytime i look back on my situation   my heart is filled with love and adjulation   for the times that we share and the times that we lost   in this time that we live you know it's worth what it costs...   you know it's worth what it costs   it's always worth what it costs