Coming Back to Me

I used to wake to the morning and feel like the world was created for me

I used to wait for the morning so eagerly, sometimes I just couldn't sleep

It might have started the first time I got really sick and my mum wasn't there

Three years of college and I had forgotten how I used to find living rare

But it's all coming back to me now

It's all coming back to me now

It's all coming back to me

Last week I wondered if dying would feel like the stories the catholic church told

But I used to talk to my mother about how I just couldn't wait to get old

But it's all coming back to me now

It's all coming back to me now

It's all coming back to me

I used to wake to the morning and feel like the world was created for me