Story Behind the Song
I had this reoccuring girl in my dreams for about a month. She was amazing! So, I wrote a song about sleeping, and all that stuff.
Lyrics
Goin down town with the little guy, hangin out, up past the midnight. Finally, its three and Im getting tired, I think Im restless.
Countin sheep, deep sleepll never come. Too soon, moons gone, and then the sun. Almost eight, late cant be, I gotta run. Its do or snooze time.
I must once again, push all till I give in
I think its time I slip away, another chance to meet the day. Too much, too soon, too little, too late.
I think Im gonna slip a.
So I fade away back to paradise, seein shapes, apes ridin little trikes. But its you, Blue eyes I gotta find, I know youre out there.
You and I fly though the perfect sky, that sound grounds us another time. Roll twice, eyes closed, the hand it flies, Im hittin the snooze bar.
And I must once again, push all till I give in.
I think its time I slip away, another chance to meet the day. Too much, too soon, too little, too late.
I think Im gonna slip a.
And when I go away, your there to stay, for me. But now Im once again, alone my friend, without you.
I think its time I slip away, another chance to meet the day. Too much, too soon, too little, too late.
I think Im gonna slip away.
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