It tempts me and beckons me
It's always preying me
The more I close my eyes
The happier it is

It doesn't let me eat,
It doesn't let me play,
Nor can I read,
Oh, I am it's prey

I am starved at times
Of food and play
No eating and no reading
And I'm dazed all day

If you are wondering,
I have fallen in love,
This is worse, my friend,
I prefer to be in love

This is called sleep
And it can hit any time
You surrender to it and sleep
And when you wake up, you weep.

Oh, you insomniac,
you are the blessed one