Blues

The room was small, it got smaller as I grew The man was right when he said it was all about you You - and in doing this I'm letting you win Why did you take my breath before I could begin? Lay back in the sheets Engulfed in my bed Cover my swollen face; My [?] head Seeking escape In my solitary keep But my heart remains bruised You still hurt me in sleep You still hurt me in sleep In my dreams I could fly Now I stay above clouds Confined to the sky In slumber I'm restless I'm finished and small And whatever you tell me I'm waiting to fall I'm waiting to fall But how hard I have fought Against you's no matter I think I'll be caught