Infinite Arms

I had a dream
 I had a dream
 That I was your neighbor
 About to give birth
 And then everything
 Was really hurt
 And I was so lonely
 I didn't see It's like
 Living in a movie
 Twisting the plot
 My friends and family
 The little things I've got, I've got
 When my thoughts drift to you
 I love the morning
 I like to listen
 To 4am birdies
 Begging to feed
 Now there's something here before me
 A figure, I think
 Isn't there a warning
 Or something to drink
 My god, my god
 When my thoughts drift to you
 These mended bones
 The storms approach
 Ever so slowly
 Out on the sea
 There's an animal below me
 Lack of control
 Others came before me
 Others to come, to come
 When my thoughts drift to you