Awn.

The sleep that the eyes have.
The pain that's there throughout. 
The day's pretty okay.
But if you pause, it kills.

The dizzle that the air has.
The feeling that tells you its hard.
And it's okay, really.
But if you pause, it kills.

You pause and close your eyes.
And you think of the day you smiled the most.
The place where you once stood with him.
The moment those arms took you in.

Who knew, they would take their way back?
Who knew, it will never be the same.
With every day they spent together, a day less was added on.
Something would happen soon and she would hate going awn and awn.

Dusk to dawn.
She sucks when it comes to moving on.
But it's okay. She's alright.
And yet every night, she can't sleep tight.

Take her back. To the place she once called paradise.
Take her back. Teach her how to dream again.
Tell her to be who she was.
Tell her to kill who she is.

It sucks that he's not with her.
But she's going to be okay.
"Add a maybe to that. Cause I don't see that time, for a LONG, long time."