Sweet Dreams

Sometimes I can't stop thinking Stuff keeps growing in my head I try to turn my mind off But I keep getting out of bed Sleep is just a mystery Something we do at night It rests the mind and body But my mind puts up a fight Tossing and turning is a ritual Trying to find the right spot Convincing yourself you're sleepy Even tho you know you're not Night and day have no meaning The two are one in the same Sleep has somehow betrayed you And there's no one for you to blame You try all the conventional medicine Nothing helps at all that you take So, I'll be here in the morning When the rest of you finally awake