Song-writer

How many ideas have drifted away
When I choose not to write them to stay
Convince I'll remember when I wake
For my tired eyes they never wait

The sun's awake before I sleep and I am
Lost in thoughts too deep
They keep me up all night and I can
Never word them right

Get the music out of my head
I just wanna go to bed
And I can't sleep when these
Lyrics won't let me count my sheep

Why do I even write them down
Maybe I just like the sound
Of ideas trapped in ink, no longer
My burden to think

But after they're out of my brain
It's an end to their reign
And I can finally drift away
Until More thoughts come to play

Get the music out of my head
I just wanna go to bed
And I can't sleep when these
Lyrics won't let me count my sheep

It takes a while
To get my thoughts straight
It's probably hard
To relate
But these are my words
No matter how absurd...

Get the music out of my head
I just wanna go to bed
And I can't sleep when these
Lyrics won't let me count my sheep