put my glasses on my nightstand
I don’t want to see no more
clarity is often mistaken
for happiness winter
comes in a warm house close my eyes
I’m counting sheep one two three
one two three climb to me
I’ll see you at the top of the mountain
the road will make us strong for the loving
I’ve been away for a while trying
to learn from past if I could turn back time
I’d do it like I know now
I’ve been reading myself trying to get where
I failed I wish
I could rewind three two one three two one climb to me
I’ll see you at the top of the mountain
the road will make us strong for the loving