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