Chorus:
I don’t want to wake-up
I just want to sleep
I don’t want the lights on
There way too bright for me
I don’t want to get up
I don’t want to talk
I would appreciate
When you close the door it’s locked
Son you need to get up
You’ve been in here too long
And by the way your friends called
They hope you’re hanging on
Your dad and I are worried
You really need to eat
You need to get you strength up
And get back on your feet
Repeat Chorus:
I know just what you’re going through
I have been there before
You’re father up and passed away
When you were only four
I remember how I felt that day
I thought that I would die
I laid there on that big brass bed
And I cried and cried and cried
Repeat Chorus:
I’m sorry that you’re hurtin
And I sorry that she’s gone
But son you have to realize
That life it must go on
You really need to get up
And try to carry on
Besides your daddy needs your help
Workin on the farm
Repeat Chorus:
Now boy you need to listen
For I won’t say this again
You’ve had your time for healing
You’ve had your time to mend
Your poor mom’s going crazy
She hardly sleeps at night
And boy I know you love her
And you know that’s just not right
I don’t want to wake-up
I just want to sleep
I don’t want the lights on
There way too bright for me
I don’t want to get up
I don’t want to talk
But since you put it that way Dad
I guess that I’ll get up
I never met a woman that I wanted so much
And I never felt that feeling that I did when we touched
No I never paid attention to your beautiful lips
Till you turned around and smiled at me than blue me a kiss
No I never met a woman that I wanted so much, till you till you
Choirs:
Well I don’t know how you do it
But you’re driving me insane
And I know that I can’t prove it
But you’re messin with my brain
Well I never stood a chance and you know what I mean
With your long blond hair and those tight fittin jeans
No I never paid attention to your beautiful eyes
Till you turned around and winked at me and made me realize
That I never met a woman that I wanted so much, till you, till you
Choirs:
Well I don’t know how you do it
But you’re driving me insane
And I know that I can’t prove it
But you’re messin with my brain