Stephen Fretwell Sleep
Sleep then on your own
or whatever you're doing
I won't change my mind
Have you changed your mind
You, I, so alone and so I'll be leaving
I know I deserve it
I know I deserve this
But I...
and I...
Blue, blue as the night you don't think I'm sorry
the night took her home
always takes her home
sweet you, you don't see how I'm running
running and dodging
clearing the door
and I...
and I...
and I...
If you don't know by now
you never will
