Sleep Donor

I hear a footstep in the hall When there should be no one there at all As I struggle to the surface My thoughts begin to crawl Now in the dark I count the breaths As I rifle through the mess Oh yeah I’m pulling down the shades On everything that’s left But someone drained all my sleep from me Last night And I may never be right Now in my head rehearse some songs Oh as I survey all my wrongs Apply the hammer And the quiet tongs I drifted across those fields so bright Breaking apart And scattered out wide Someone drained all my sleep from me Last night And I may never be right Someone drained all my sleep from me Last night And I May never be right