the pillow is hard, the bed is full of air
my eyes will never close.
I keep them open ’til they’re numb
but my old friend still won’t come
for the Sandman seems to have forgotten me
I try everything
toss, tumble —- tumble and toss
the sheets are everywhere
and still I am awake
I envy the dreamer with his peaceful sleep
off to dreamland…miles away
I lie here in this world of insomniacs
haunted by the dreams that never come.
The sun is slowly creeping up
while sleep still eludes me
I may forever be a prisoner of this sleepless land