Peeling the skin
back from my eyes,
I felt surprised
that the time on the clock
was the time I usually retired
to the place where
I cleared my head of you
But just for today
I think I'll lie here
and dream of you
I've got you under my skin
where the rain can't get in
But if the sweat pours out,
just shout
I'll try to swim and pull you out
A howling wind that blows
the litter as the rain flows
as street lamps pour orange
colored shapes through your window
A broken soul,
stares from a pair
of watering eyes
Uncertain emotions
force an uncertain smile
I've got you under my skin
where the rain can't get in
But if the sweat pours out,
just shout
I'll try to swim and pull you out
