Where my energy at? What happened?
I used to stay up all night, no relaxing
Go go go was a motivation magnet
Now my only goal is hit the pillow and mattress
Maybe it's a phase, a stage
A product of my age
I used to brag about how late I went to bed
But if I don't get a full night's rest then I'm dead
"Hi Dead!" 'Hi.' I'm tired from the sleep
I might as well stay in bed counting sheep
What's the point of getting up? I'll have to come back
I should stay here forever flat on my back
Where'd my energy go? What happened to my passion?
I used to thrive on stress and rise up to the challenge
But now I'm off balance or maybe I'm on
Maybe I'm supposed to get sleep, pardon my yawn
No motivation, to stay up late and
So much for creating now it's dreams I'm chasing
Like real dreams, not the stuff you call goals
Just put me in my PJs I'm ready to doze
My pillow doesn't talk, it only listens
I like a soft bed but it doesn't make a difference
Rest assured
You can bet I'm getting some rest for sure
People say sleeping is nice
But to me it's just a waste of like a third of your life
I never to used to hit the hay before 2am
But now I'm crawling in bed as quick as I can
I have to admit, since getting more sleep
I feel more refreshed and it's better for me
Cause if I'm ever feeling those home sick blues
I don't get alarmed, I just hit snooze