Houston in the Blind

Waiting for the waves to rise,
Waiting for some peace,
I’ve been here a thousand times,
Drowning in my sleep.
So what if I don’t ever come back,
It wouldn’t be so bad.
So what if I stay here in my sleep,
At least you’re in my dreams.
Call on you, you don’t call back,
A game of hide and seek.
Falling through the faults the cracks,
Here you hold onto me.
So what if I don’t ever come back,
It wouldn’t be so bad.
And what if I stay here in my sleep,
At least you’re in my dreams.
So what if I don’t ever come back,
So what if I don’t ever come back.