Stuck On A Feeling
I can't sleep tonight
I'm glued to my ceiling
By the words that you said
They stayed inside my head
And they won't be quiet
You know it could be nice
If you'd help resolve this feeling
If you could just find the time
To maybe drop me a line
And give me peace of mind
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I can see sunlight
Slowly, dripping, seeping
Crawling in from the night
And straight into my eyes
And it's making me blind
But I can't sleep tonight
I'm glued to my ceiling
By the words that you said
They stayed inside my head
And they won't be quiet
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
I'm glued to my ceiling
By the words that you said
They stayed inside my head
And they won't be quiet
You know it could be nice
If you'd help resolve this feeling
If you could just find the time
To maybe drop me a line
And give me peace of mind
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I can see sunlight
Slowly, dripping, seeping
Crawling in from the night
And straight into my eyes
And it's making me blind
But I can't sleep tonight
I'm glued to my ceiling
By the words that you said
They stayed inside my head
And they won't be quiet
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
I'd give you myself
I'd give you my heath
I'd give you my time
Still stuck on a feeling, that I must be dreaming
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Or maybe I died
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathon Beckett Quinn, Andrew Lawrence Power, Sean Mclachlan, Louis Shaun O'reilly
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