Another day I'm at your bedside At least I have a place to go Running circles stuck in my mind Feeling sick you're wanting more If I could try To stay awake I'd be there at your door If I could trade Away my time to give you a little more I would Another day I'm at your bedside Lamentations, stricken core Vicious circles, stuck in my mind There's no other place to go If I could try To stay up late I'd be there at your door If I could trade Away my time to give you a little more I would