Stuck in my head
Don't think I'll sleep tonight
Wish I was dead
Knowing I'll be alright
So, maybe I can get it right
These kids just keep on growing
And maybe I should end this fight
With you already going
Staring ahead
Moving away from you
Glued to the bed
There's too damn much to do
So, maybe I can't get it right
The feeling's getting old
An empty home you left at night
With no hand to hold
And I've got no right
Clinging to fantasy
Head in the clouds
Choosing love that I thought would choose me
Sometimes in the morning
I forget you're gone and all again
Your absence feels like falling
With no one there to catch me
See ya, friend