I�m so tired,
But I can�t sleep.
My imagination is playing tricks on me
Riding in the car late at night,
Every little sound makes me jump,
Every shadow makes me nervous.
I�m in that weird dream state-of-mind,
Where nothing feels real
And like a dream,
The memory of tonight will probably fade.
It feels like I could close my eyes,
For what seems like a second,
And it�ll be tomorrow,
With no in between
