Past Due

Take 38 in a stream of bad drawn cards
It's getting late, and the stage lights have gone dark
I toss and turn in a bed of fruitless fears
Mourning all the sentimental years
But I still mumble in my sleep
When you tumble in my dreams
I can't count the reasons why we're meant to be apart
You can't find the words you spoke to keep me in your heart
Man of the hour
Or so it seems
Heads follow hands that are clawing at their dreams
Count your cards; it's coming to an end
Pushing 20, Sunshine Drive's around the bend
But I still mumble in my sleep
When you tumble in my dreams
I can't count the reasons why we're meant to be apart
You can't find the words you spoke to keep me in your heart
Can't fight it
Can't, can't fight it
Can't fight it
Can't, can't fight it
Can't fight it
Can't, can't fight it
But I still mumble in my sleep
When you tumble in my dreams
I can't count the reasons why we're meant to be apart
You can't find the words you spoke to keep me in your heart