It's Harder At Night
It's harder at night
In the dark all alone
Just the hum of the ceiling fan
Where my thoughts start to roam
I worry about you
Where you are how you've been
Are you healthy and happy?
Or in pain again
Are you eating ok? Are you sleeping?
Are you warm in your bed?
These are the questions
That spin in my head.
I try to ignore them
So I stop losing sleep
Because I can't help you
That's your job to keep.
So I pray for the morning
To start a new day
For when I am busy
The thoughts go away
You're not on my mind
Out of my sight
Till my head hits the pillow
It's harder at night
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