Sleep Somehow

it started with a feeling

a special kind of feeling

we´ve lost somehow

idle thoughts are reeling

i´m longing for your touch

but you don´t understand

that it means so much

you leave it up to me

to sleep some

how the anger that i feel

must leave somehow

i hear you breathe... i´m waiting

for the morning light

i miss you... although i´m lying

right by your side

you leave it up to me...

i don´t know why... our time went by

there´s nothing left to feel

except this boring kind of anger

that´s wasting me

you leave it up to me...

a fading night... i feel the light

(of) a day that dawn in grey

overgrowning all my hopelessness... but shadows will

stay...

you leave it up to me