I hear classical music when I'm alone.

I don't know what it's like to be awake,
sometimes I just sit and stare at the wall and blank
out of here and into the world of dreams and solitude
where everyone knows how it is to live and
I don't have to care about you
Phone me at noon to find I'm still in bed,
listen to the words that I never said
on my answering machine
the telephone's unhooked and the clocks have all stopped,
we all know this means nothing
to me because I'm still asleep
and I just don't know what it means to be awake
(Don't worry, I hear the music in my head)