Our Different Day.
You go to bed, you lie there, you toss and turn all night,
You cannot sleep, you can't lie still, you try with all your might,
Morning calls, the sun comes up, you raise your weary head,
Now you have to face the day, and you wish you were in bed.
I went to bed, I lay there, and I tossed and turned all night,
I couldn't sleep, could not stay still, I tried with all my might,
Morning came, the sun came up, I raised my weary head,
I decided not to face the day, and I went back to bed.
Copyright © Eddie Glass | Year Posted 2008
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