Sunday Nights

it's one of those nights when i feel alive
and all i want to do is pretend to be asleep

But there's someone already in my bed
and with no particular place to go
No certain number to dial,
no embrace I'd prefer...Here is where I'll stay.

I'd really rather not feel a thing
because when I do, I feel it all at once
it's nice at first, but then it just kinda hurts.

I usually listen to the same old songs
they're the ones that help me remember
when I first felt alive. or was it that I died?
My favorite memories are all ones from a past life.

When it's a quiet night like this..my mind is loud
I'm writing down how I feel, and a lil bit of what I think
and I wonder maybe he was all just a dream?

Maybe I should just lay back down in my bed
and stop worrying about who is next to me
I've been feeling long enough for one night
now it's time to go to sleep.