I'd trade forever
to get some sleep.
But everyone around here,
has a sleep disease.

The shadows that pull me around the sun,
They don't fool me, since I've become,
Sleep Sick.

Street signs reflect light,
on the rainy street.
And I'd like to lay down,
but I can't compete.

With the feeling,
that I'm loosing when I close my eyes.
Each time, I forget more,
what I've left behind.

Keep my eyes shut,
so I don't see,

shadows that pulled me around the sun,
they won't fool me,
since I've become.

Sleep sick.
Sleep sick.