I wake up to broken glass
Falling apart faster than the last
As time drags on I really don't know
What to do or where to go
You'd think that of what I see
Broken glass shouldn't bother me
But of course it is the best
Count on that for me to lose rest
I'll be staying up all night
Mostly from the fright
Maybe when I wake up you'll be here
I'd give anything to have you near
