I turned off the light
But wrote far into the night
I’m getting old
But I still never listen to what I’ve been told
Everyone here is calm
Looking at me with open arms
And I wish I could care
I wish my thoughts I could share.
Thoughts always come to me so late
And by the time my eyes open, I know my fate
Maybe I will stay this way
Hoping to be good at something I always pray.

Sometimes I feel
There’s an Elliott Smith inside of me
A Leonard Cohen for all to see
Sometimes I feel
That I’m dreaming my stupid life away
Every day in every way.

Is there a way
To open up the melodies I want to play
Sometimes I feel so lost and out of sight
And my only comfort is to sleep alone at night
It’s such a sad life to share
For a 30 year old who wants to care
But my innocence is pure
I always try and open every closed door
but the thoughts always come to me so late
And by the time my eyes open, I know my fate
Maybe I will stay this way
Hoping to be good at something I always pray.

Sometimes I feel
Theirs an Elliott Smith inside of me
A Leonard Cohen for all to see
Sometimes I feel
That I’m dreaming my stupid life away
Every day in every way.