Sleep Walking
Wait dear,
The time is getting late here,
I'm all washed up and graced with faint applause,
Dressed in a cheap facade.
I'm looking for a place I'll never see again,
A night turns a day,
A street I've never walked on,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection,
A day turns to a month,
A second of affection,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection.
Faking,
There's nothing here worth taking,
Just my reflection fading,
On the wall,
Not the fairest one of all.
I'm looking for a place I'll never see again,
A night turns a day,
A street I've never walked on,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection,
A day turns to a month,
A second of affection,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection.
A night turns a day,
A street I've never walked on,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection,
A day turns to a month,
A second of affection,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection.
Autor(es): JONATHAN IAN GREEN, STEVEN A. DEAN, BRIAN GENE WHITE
