I don’t want to fall asleep tonight
But I sure don’t want to stay awake
Either way, I’m wrong inside
And I’m looking for something
That I’ve never seen before
The only logical explanation
Is that this just isn’t logical
To feel so wrong inside
I’m looking for something
That I’ve never seen before
I can feel myself crying
But my eyes are dry
Because I’m feeling so wrong inside
I’m looking for something
That I’ve never seen before
-jambi
No, no.. This isn’t what I wanted
It’s not what I asked for
It’s not what I wanted
Please, please.. Bring me back to what I need
I know it’s not what I asked for
But I know it’s what I need
Oh, oh.. Send the chills down my spine
Let me know what I’m here for
I know you’re all I need
Set me free!
Let’s forget what I asked for
Set me free!
Let’s forget that it was my own two hands
That tied me back down
Please, please.. Bring me back to what I need
I know it’s not what I asked for
But I know it’s what I need
-jambi
Gain on us this morning, the sun chasing the shadows
Chasing the shadows and darkness away
You are the hope of warming the wind against my face
You are the life, breathed into the grass beneath me
As the light breaks through, I feel alive again
Awake and renewed, the hope of one more day
One more day the sun breaks through
Gain on us this morning, give light to the dark
Shine through the walls that I’ve put up around me
Pop the bubble I just can’t seem to get past
Let this sunrise begin a revival inside me
As the light breaks through, I feel alive again
Awake and renewed, the hope of one more day
One more day the sun breaks through
I will chase it, run as fast as I can
To see it rise all over again
Let this feeling of sunrise bleed through me
Let this feeling of sunrise break through me
As the light breaks through, I feel alive again
Awake and renewed, the hope of one more day
One more day the sun breaks through
-jambi
You see right through me, and you’re welcome to
You tell me what I think, and oh, please do
And if you see through me, can you see my heart?
Help me figure this out and find a place to start
But my phone rings and I thought you’d see me
Still as transparent as can be
Am I always this transparent, or is it only to you
What could stop me from saying what you already know
And if you see through me, can you see my heart?
Help me figure this out and find a place to start
But my phone rings and I thought you’d see me
Still as transparent as can be
What can be said of this cellular translucence
That I’d finally have something you couldn’t see
-jambi
Here I am for the more than second time
I’m paying with change from my pockets
See I’m down to the last of what I’ve got
But I’m not through, because I know that nothing can stop it
Here I am again, alone for the more than second time
I’m paying with change from my pockets
But I’d have so much more if I had you
And I’m not through, because I feel that nothing can stop it
There you are again, while I’m alone tonight
I’m paying with change from my pockets
But I’d have so much more if I gave it all to you
And I will, because I don’t want anything to stop it
Here we are again, my eyes meeting yours
For a moment I see nothing else but you and your eyes
And even I feel gone, so it’s hard to say hello
But I will this time, and I won’t let anything stop it
-jambi
In the back, where you may not belong
Head down, eyes may well be closed
As you follow their voices, you follow her voice
Now you must know, it isn’t always like this
Usually it’s me, in the back, lost in thought
With hands in my pockets, I follow her voice
Part of me knows you’re inside there somewhere
Part of me believes that you want to share that part of you
I don’t know what keeps it inside us
But part of me knows it won’t be too hard
To share that part of you
In the back again, something can’t be right
I want you to be open, I want you to know that I care
If you let me let you know, can you still hear her voice?
Now you must know, I think we all have this in common
We’re closed up to each other and we don’t share our hearts
Just keep your hands in your pockets if you can’t hear her voice
Part of me knows you’re inside there somewhere
Part of me believes that you want to share that part of you
I don’t know what keeps it inside us
But part of me knows it won’t be too hard
To share that part of you
Part of me wants it to be back like it was
And I want that part of me to be right
I’ll take the back of the line to let you get ahead
And you can share that part of you
-jambi
I can’t see your face
But thank you for coming
I can’t see your mind
But thanks for showing your heart
And now I can’t see the rain
So thank you for this umbrella
When you’re all alone in the rain
There’s something someone can do
Whether they stick around or
They just run away
Sometimes we can all use an umbrella
I couldn’t see your face
And you don’t need to thank me
I couldn’t see your mind
But I could feel your heart
Through this pouring rain
Thank you, for taking my umbrella
When you’re all alone in the rain
There’s something someone can do
Whether they stick around or
They just run away
Sometimes we can all use an umbrella
I saw you alone in the rain
And I knew it was the least I could do
I hope you didn’t want me to stick around
I just thought you could use my umbrella
-jambi
Is there more to life than this?
Than hanging upside down from the bed surrounded by white walls?
Taking in the life of the red words from the pages from the hidden shelf with trust my heart and new life in my soul
And I know that these red words from those pages tell a story that could never be heard too many times.
And I remember
How it came down to me
With my head in my hands, peeking through my fingers at the answers from a hidden shelf against that white wall beside my bed
Is there more to life than this?
Than hanging upside down from the bed where I stare myself to sleep at night?
Because the wall doesn’t ever have anything else to say when I pour out my life in a breath without closing my eyes
And I know that from its chipped white paint that this wall has heard my story a few too many times
And I wonder
How did it come down to this?
With my head in my hands, I’m peeking through my fingers at the answers from a hidden shelf against that white wall beside my bed
Why didn’t that white wall say it was here all along?
Because those pages give so much more than my empty words
There’s no more to life
Than the One who wrote those words
There’s no more to life
Than the One who wrote those red words
-jambi
