| I stare at the headlights till I get my head right
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| And the dogs stop their howls on the porch
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| My head is an ocean and I’m getting homesick
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| For a place I’ve never known
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| And I just keep laughing when I’m stuck in traffic
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| At the metaphor I’ve become
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| Maybe I’m restless, a manic depressive
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| Or maybe I need someone, or maybe not
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| So please just give me something for the pain
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| 'Cause my heart softens to your name
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| And when you’re gone I come undone
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| And when you’re gone how come I’m weak
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| And I walk wires and I pull teeth
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| And I’m so tired of chasing dreams
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| I need someone to wake me up
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| I need someone to wake me up
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| I remember the evening you showed me Cat Stevens
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| Now I fill the room up with «Father and Son»
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| Two minutes emotion, four hours I’m frozen
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| By the fear and the boredom
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| Now I’ve ran out of reasons to pick up the pieces
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| I just tried to recall what once was
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| Maybe I’m desperate, or manic depressive
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| Or maybe I need someone, or maybe not
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| So please just give me something for the pain
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| 'Cause my heart softens to your name
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| And when you’re gone I come undone
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| And when you’re gone how come I’m weak
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| And I walk wires and I pull teeth
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| And I’m so tired of chasing dreams
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| I need someone to wake me up
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| I need someone to wake me up
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| And I want you
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| Oh my god, I want you
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| To see me in this state
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| And I want you
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| Fill your sleep and haunt you
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| To see the mess you’ve made
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| You’ve made
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| And I want you
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| And all my dreams are no use
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| When I am wide awake
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| And I want to
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| Believe I haven’t lost you
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| It’s driving me insane
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| Insane
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| So please just give me something for the pain
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| 'Cause my heart softens to your name
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| And when you’re gone I come undone
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| And when you’re gone how come I’m weak
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| And I walk wires and I pull teeth
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| And I’m so tired of chasing dreams
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| I need someone to wake me up
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| I need someone to wake me up |