Sleeping With A Gun Under My Pillow

Pushing through the topsoil,

I'm blinking in the light,

Shading my eyes from the morning sun.

I just wish that

I could still

See the world sometimes

The way I saw the world when

I was young.

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun under my pillow.

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun under my pillow.

Sometimes it gets lonely

Being valiantly alone.

Sometimes

I wish I was there with you.

I get sad just thinking

Of all the little things

I never ever had the heart to do.

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun under my pillow.

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun under my pillow.

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun under my pillow.

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun,

Sleeping with a gun under my pillow.

If I looked out of a

Different window would the

Snow still fall as beautiful?

If I looked out of a

Different window would the

Snow still fall as beautiful?