Hello, Mr. Sandman

Hello, Mr. Sandman

Why you always skipping past my house?

Ooh my eyes are heavy, but it seems my dreams are always dipping out

Mind working overtime while all the lights are low

Though I cannot find a reason to get up and at ‘em

No I can’t put on a show the way I’m feeling now

When I listened to the voices I lost sight of mine

At first it was a choice, but it forced itself with time

I know I’ll get it back in line somehow

Til then I’ll fight this battle with my doubts