Walking In My Sleep

You used to talk about How you wanted to believe Sometimes you let it out Sometimes you kept it all from me I never meant to get in the way Every time I breathe I tow a fine line What's become of me? A sorry forced rhyme I always wanted to show you how I only troubled you with my doubt I don't stand to face the sun The leaves are in the gutter And the clouds are rolling in I won't lean on anyone I never learned to fake it So I never could fool you With the honest truth Every time I breathe I tow a fine line What's become of me? A sorry forced rhyme I always wanted to show you how I only troubled you with my doubt All the tragedy that could have been worse Walking in my sleep until my feet hurt I always wanted to show you how I only troubled you with my doubt I guess the means is always hard when The end is something that you'll never get This book could end a little different But it'll end with me Every time I breathe I tow a fine line What's become of me? A sorry forced rhyme I always wanted to show you how I only troubled you with my doubt All the tragedy that could have been worse Walking in my sleep until my feet hurt I always wanted to show you how I only troubled you with my doubt