I didn’t sleep at all last night

I thought my heart had mastered the run of the seas

But they appear, not to care, about calming lately

I awoke with a smart and a look at the phone

I swear that I would have called you if I’d been sure you were alone

And doesn’t that drive things home

 

The hardest time to forget, is when sleep clears your mind

Bringing up what might have been, and who’s by her side

And if I appear forlorn, that’s the reason truly

Should I find myself a surrogate to keep the winters warm

Blame her for my former love and blunt of her charms?

 

Blunt of her charms…..

 

Oh dear St. Patrick, I pray for some water

Just let me quench my thirst, this morning after

And this girl by my side, well who knows the future

But if I appear forgetful she’s the reason on my mind

If you detect a smile it’s as I dream of foreign lands

And letting things get out of hand

Is exactly what I’ve got planned