St. Patrick

I didn? t sleep at all last night I thought my heart had mastered the run of these seas But they appear not to care about calming lately I awoke with a smart and a look at the phone. I swear that I would have called you if I? d been sure you were alone. And doesn? t that drive things home? The hardest time to forget is when sleep clears your mind, Bringing up what might have been, and who? s by her side. And if I appear forlorn, that? s the reason truly. Should I find myself a surrogate to keep the winters warm Blame her for my former love and blunt her of her charms? Oh dear Saint Patrick, I pray for some water Jut let me quench my thirst this morning after. And this girl by my side, well who knows the future? But if I appear forgetful she? s the reason on my mind If you detect a smile it? s as I dream of foreign lands And letting things get out of hand Is exactly what I? ve got planned!