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