How am I
Supposed to sleep
When past regrets
Keep haunting me
The moonlight seeps
Into the street
But I just keep on
Counting sheep
I locked the door
I hid the key
But you still make your
Way to me
I count the time
Until I leave
But once I'm gone
You follow me
So tell me will it be enough
If I
Take what's in your plastic cup
But the
Moonlight reminds me of good
And I can't accept what you could