You can't sleep at night, You can't dream your dream

Your fingerprints on file,  left clumsily at the scene

 

 

today's version of me

went to the ATM

withdrawing money that a different version will spend 

 

tomorrow's version will sleep in 

trying to remember tonight-

where I went and who I went with 

 

Someone told me recently that I'm 

not at all like what she expected

I laughed, because I have no idea who that could be 

 

today's version of me 

sends out emails and text messages to

hundreds of strangers with a copy to myself

 

One of us will be able to read between the lines 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 lyrics from 

Bruce Springsteen