IN THIS BIG BED ALONE I LIE
AND TO MAKE SENSE OF IT TRY
BUT IN TRUTH I KNOW NOT WHY
STILL, NO REASON TO CRY
IN BED ALONE AM I
AND BREATH OUT HEART FELT SIGH
LIFE HAS GONE A LITTLE AWRY
STILL, NO NEED TO CRY
IN THIS BED THIS NIGHT TO DIE
AND LEAVE LITTLE OF WHO AM I
LIFE HAS GONE MORE THAN A LITTLE AWRY
STILL, NO REASON TO CRY,
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