Spring Awakening

At midnight I make up my bed
Half-wishing you were there in it
And half-happy it's just me instead
To go to sleep with poppies 'round my head

My half-heart makes me dizzy
Keeps me a half-beat off
One chamber out of time from the rest
Like a little bird inside my chest

But with a heart so full
Can you even love at all?
My other half is lost, I'm told
But I don't know
I don't know

Half-crying I make up my bed
Half-thinking I could see your shape in it
But it was just the face of Christ
A relic left from days gone by

But with a heart so full
Can you even love at all?
My other half is lost, I'm told
But i don't know
I don't know

But with a heart so full
Can you even love at all?
Sometimes, bitterness is sweet
And the fruit dies
Right on the tree

Pick me, pick me
Pick me, pick me

Last night I half-read
An article when I should have been asleep instead
'Bout Antonio Carlos Jobim
And halfway through it said to me
"Let the words fall
Like petals in the rain"

This is the sound of my spring awakening