4am
It's 4 a.m., and I'm wide awake in my head
Guitar, suitcase in the middle of the bed
I'm too far away to dream
Not ready for the morning light
It's 4 a.m., so I play away the night
Somebody told me, "Girl you'd better rest your mind
You keep running that race, you're gonna run out of time
Find yourself alone, waiting for your life to start
Until it's 4 a.m., then you're playing away the dark"
I pick 'til I strum, and I hear the drum
Calling up a backbeat 'til it
Feels like running, and I'm humming
Tapping out a rhythm on a hotel floor
Heart starts pumping 'til it
Feels a little more like flying, and I am
(Hmm-hmm-hmm)
(Hmm-hmm-hmm)
(Hmm-hmm-hmm)
Well, I pick 'til I strum, and I hear the drum
Calling on a backbeat 'til it
Feels like running, and I'm humming
Tapping out a rhythm on a hotel floor
The heart starts pumping 'til it
Feels a little more like flying, and I am
It's 4 a.m., and I'm wide awake in my head
Staring at the walls when I should be sleeping instead
I'm too far away to dream
Not ready for the morning light
'Til it's 4 a.m. then, I'm playing away the night
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
Guitar, suitcase in the middle of the bed
I'm too far away to dream
Not ready for the morning light
It's 4 a.m., so I play away the night
Somebody told me, "Girl you'd better rest your mind
You keep running that race, you're gonna run out of time
Find yourself alone, waiting for your life to start
Until it's 4 a.m., then you're playing away the dark"
I pick 'til I strum, and I hear the drum
Calling up a backbeat 'til it
Feels like running, and I'm humming
Tapping out a rhythm on a hotel floor
Heart starts pumping 'til it
Feels a little more like flying, and I am
(Hmm-hmm-hmm)
(Hmm-hmm-hmm)
(Hmm-hmm-hmm)
Well, I pick 'til I strum, and I hear the drum
Calling on a backbeat 'til it
Feels like running, and I'm humming
Tapping out a rhythm on a hotel floor
The heart starts pumping 'til it
Feels a little more like flying, and I am
It's 4 a.m., and I'm wide awake in my head
Staring at the walls when I should be sleeping instead
I'm too far away to dream
Not ready for the morning light
'Til it's 4 a.m. then, I'm playing away the night
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) ooh-ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Ruthie Cecelia Foster
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