I'm not feeling very well. Probably last nights hangover, 
when I tried to share my dreams with you. You rolled over 
to the other side. Must say we can't have much better 
than this, but my thoughts just aren't enough for you. 
All of the trust we shared seems gone and I'm afraid to 
let it out. Make me stop, slow me down, Before it's too 
late. Let it out, let me in, take me away. Seemingly 
everything's under control , but in fact don't know 
what's going on. Tell me where you've been last night. 
What where your dreams about? I'm not feeling very well.