Waking from insomnia

I rise to meet the day - 

Smoking cigarettes in front of a piano

Not knowing what to play

That won't remind me of you.

 

I breathe your eyes with every breath

Your voice hums every tune;

I sought your hands, your smile, your heart,

Your soul behind the moon...

 

And now I lay me down to sleep,

Pray tonight that I won't weep.

If another night I spend awake,

Know my mind is yours to take.