Past Due

Take 38 in a stream of bad drawn cards It's getting late, and the stage lights have gone dark I toss and turn in a bed of fruitless fears Mourning all the sentimental years But I still mumble in my sleep When you tumble in my dreams I can't count the reasons why we're meant to be apart You can't find the words you spoke to keep me in your heart Man of the hour Or so it seems Heads follow hands that are clawing at their dreams Count your cards; it's coming to an end Pushing 20, Sunshine Drive's around the bend But I still mumble in my sleep When you tumble in my dreams I can't count the reasons why we're meant to be apart You can't find the words you spoke to keep me in your heart Can't fight it Can't, can't fight it Can't fight it Can't, can't fight it Can't fight it Can't, can't fight it But I still mumble in my sleep When you tumble in my dreams I can't count the reasons why we're meant to be apart You can't find the words you spoke to keep me in your heart