Have a lie-in
There's days when I could sleep a lifetime,
sleep it in to gloom.
Days when the world is mocking me,
locked tightly in my room.
There's weeks when I could disappear,
and leave no hint or trace.
Weeks when you're my every thought,
and I cannot forget your face.
There's months when I am not around,
when running is my life.
Months when I'm invisible,
to hide myself from strife.
There's years that I have drunk away,
now but a haze and blur.
Years that I have wasted,
wasted loving her.