Besedila: Charlotte Martin. Mystery, Magic & Seeds. He.

I can't sleep
he is in my mind, racing
i can't sleep
took the quickest start, driving

i can't think or begin to see
what it is he does to me
try and understand
a connection and a plan

i can't think
he is in my thoughts, broken
i can't eat
all i crave is one more moment

both are very much the same
blessed for years or just a night
happen now, happen later
doesn't really matter
except that it happened
and i can't sleep
he's on my mind

he

i can't breathe
he is on my heart, heavy
i can't hear
but he's in my heart, speaking

i can't think or begin to see
what it is he does to me
try and figure out
why some hearts make louder sounds

i can't be
he has got to be returning
no no no
i can't be
he's the only fire i'm burning

in a constant search he'll call me out
to have him once means everything
instead of not at all
which I'll think of when he calls

what was always different
seems so much in common
and i can't let it be
yeah, i can't let it be
i can't let it be
thickening of what i could never see before
and he's on my mind
he's on my mind
he's on my mind
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