Playing round and round
That song in my head
Like a broken record
As I lay awake in bed
I’ll turn on the radio
Find another song to take its place
But I’ll never get back to sleep
Unless my mind is an empty space
I could count sheep
“Baa baa baa” they ran
Now the sheep sing The Beach Boys?
“Baa Baa Barbara Ann”
I gotta get some sleep
Maybe I’ll watch politics on TV
That will bore me to death
In minutes I’ll pass out certainly
Then my eyes open
And I realize it was all a dream
Or am I dreaming I woke up?
Sleeping the whole time it seems
Copyright © Robert Hays 2012