Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label days and nights mixed up. Show all posts
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Friday, January 30, 2015

Days and Nights Mixed Up

I have got my days and nights mixed up,
the time really doesn't matter to me,
am or pm or the middle of the day,
you are always a thought away.

It seemed a little bit dark
the sun kind of faded away,
but it was no surprise when I opened my
eyes it was you in my heart with me.

I have got my days and nights mixed up,
the time really doesn't matter to me,
am or pm or the middle of the day,
you are always a thought away.

I raced to look at the clock,
and thought you were waiting for me,
I raced around like a silly clown,
mixing my reality with a dream.

I have got my days and nights mixed up,
the time really doesn't matter to me
am or pm or the middle of the day,
you are always a thought away.

My mind is a little bit scattered,
like a seed on a windy day,
I am here and there and everywhere
and you always right next to me.

I have got my days and nights mixed up,
the times really doesn't matter to me
am or pm or the middle of the day,
you are always  a thought away.

You are always a thought away,
you are always a thought away....