I lay awake, another night to forsake
“Will you leave me now?” I ask this corkscrew ache
It’s silence is what beckons me to the floor
Another night gone knocking on that iron door
She speaks to me softly in the pouring rain
“I’ve come to soothe your own weary brain”
Grabbing her hand, I go on to sit on her stool
Only to see her treat me like some common fool
......
I lay awake, another night to forsake
“Will you leave me now?” I ask this corkscrew ache
It’s silence is what beckons me to the floor
Another night gone knocking on that iron door
She speaks to me softly in the pouring rain
“I’ve come to soothe your own weary brain”
Grabbing her hand, I go on to sit on her stool
Only to see her treat me like some common fool
......