My Body

CHRISTOPHER BOND, ELIZABETH SHADDAD

No use in hiding how he plays on my mind
As I lay down to look for sleep
I shoot the breeze there with the ceiling for the usual while And then I bury my head under the sheets
I picture his fingers on my back
Each little slip and I'm reminded of the lack I feel And it's wearing me down
I need to find a way to forget somehow
Coz I don't know if I'm right
I don't know if I'm wrong
But my body seems to know where it belongs
And now I can't seem to shake
The feeling that I made a mistake
Every night those memories are keeping me awake
I'm well aware that there's a danger in the games I play Pretending he is here with me
Still I twist and turn until I'm tired enough that I can blur the empty space of my reality
I hang my hand over the edge
As if I could wave away the worst of all the things we said Coz they're still wearing me down
I need to find a way to forget somehow.
Coz I don't know if I'm right
I don't know if I'm wrong
But my body seems to know where it belongs
And now I can't seem to shake
The feeling that I made a mistake
Every night those memories are keeping me awake
How long must I wait
If I behave will you show me some grace If I wait.
No use in hiding how he plays on my mind
As I lay down to look for sleep
I shoot the breeze there with the ceiling for the usual while And then I bury my head under the sheets

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