I.C.U.

I wake up some mornings, Thank god not as often as I used to, Slow and heavy from dreams with you You've found a way back in, Once again my long lost friend, Funny to see that after all these years, I miss you the same So I drag myself to the corner

I wake up some mornings, Thank god not as often as I used to, Slow and heavy from dreams with you You've found a way back in, Once again my long lost friend, Funny to see that after all these years, I miss you the same So I drag myself to the corner