Lyrics

She wakes up early in the morning
While I´m happily still asleep
Gets on the bus and goes to work
Where she will spend her day with dreams passing through her head.
She gets home tired feeling weary
Gets some food and goes to bed
Our time is spent half dosed off in front of the TV
But there ain´t no place I´d rather be

Her head is shed on the floor
Her head is shed, it´s shed on the floor

I feel the stress come creeping up on me
When she finally gets some rest
My weekend ends when hers begin
I reach my high as she´s tucked in
And with heavy eyes meet my grin

Her head is shed on the floor
Her head is shed, it´s shed on the floor

She brings beauty to my ordinary day
Breathing life into an otherwise steady stream of pain
Her madness keeps me sane