EXIT THE SANDMAN By Tom Jensen
So the midnight oil
Seems to be burning again
The sandman's at your door
But he can't come in
With so much trying your mind
Tonight he's not your friend
Since there's so much
You're still trying to find
Before your time
comes to an end
You used to dream about today
But that was back then...
Back when...
You smiled as a child...
Before you got sucked in
Back when...
You always shared and never cared...
About the color of somebody's skin
Back when...
You didn't try to solve all your problems
With the bottom of a bottle
Drowning up your sorrows in a pool of sin
Back when...
You still had time to let the road unwind
But now your patience is wearing thin
Exit the sandman
Why not see it from the other side?
Doin' the best I can, man
And that ain't no lie that ain't no lie