Half Asleep

Follow me
Out to the street
Shutters click and start to capture
Where my arm and your shoulder meet
I'll adorn your wall
Next everyone you know
I like to think i'm in the sunlight
Looking at you from the glow

My eyes were closed
But it's okay
When you go home in
The month of may
A token of
A year well spent
A salted liquorice
An english friend

I'm feeling wild
Not texting you
Remaining stagnant
In the time of my youth
I've kept your book
All through the fall
Is my photo there
Do you think of me at all

When I walked home
I saw the prettiest birds
Collected your mail
But it still hurts
My eyes were closed
And half asleep
I dreamt of you
Each night this week

When I walked home
I saw the prettiest birds
Collected your mail
But it still hurts
My eyes were closed
And half asleep
I dreamt of you
Each night this week



Credits
Writer(s): William Agnew
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