Squeeze Sound Asleep
Tonight there?s wind
Tonight there?s rain
Tonight I sleep
With myself again
I punch the pillow
Into a mound
With this frustration
That I have found
Today I hoped
Today I heard
There?s still no contact
Still no word
I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight there?s hope you?ll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see
But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep
Tonight there?s pain
Tonight there?s fear
Tonight it?s cold
Now you?re not here
The sound of tires
Out in the wet
That?s as close to you
As I can get
No turning handle
On our front door
The more I hate you
I want you more
I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight there?s hope you?ll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see
But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep
Tonight there?s wind
Tonight there?s rain