I stare out of the window,
Im sure there's something there,
Been spending days in bed,
With no grudge to bare.
I stare out over rainbows,
Looking to fly,
Somewhere noone goes
Something that's mine.
The minds eye goes blind,
As more dreams run dry.
Your losing momentum,
Your losing your head,
You'd go out to show them,
But its to warm in bed
Your losing your head,
Your losing your mind,
You'd go out to show them,
But its never the time
Your losing your mind,
Your losing you head,
Its always cold outside,
So spend days in bed.
Craig Turner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/days-in-bed/
