[Verse 1]
Phone glow at 3 a.m., I'm scrolling your name again,
Empty coffee cups, the rain tracing the windowpane.
Counting sleepless hours like beads that never end,
Late bus stop memories, the nights I can't defend.
[Pre-Chorus]
I reach for anything that quiets down the noise,
Used to blur the edges with the wrong kind of choice.
Now I'm learning softer ways to close my eyes,
A breath, a song, small lights against the midnight sky.
[Chorus]
I'll find sleep again — I'll find sleep again,
I won't keep you in my head, I'll find sleep again.
I'll find sleep again — slow and steady, then,
I won't wake to your name like a bell I can't unring.
[Verse 2]
Phone glow shows your last seen, my heart keeps asking why,
What are you doing, who are you with under somebody else's sky?
I replay your laugh, the way it filled an empty room,
But ghosts of every moment don't have to be my truth.
[Pre-Chorus]
I let the city hum and breathe instead of chase the sting,
Trade the haze for chamomile and a quieter ring.
Small rituals, warm hands on a colder night,
Learning how to anchor when the thinking takes its flight.
[Chorus]
I'll find sleep again — I'll find sleep again,
I won't keep you in my head, I'll find sleep again.
I'll find sleep again — slow and steady, then,
I won't wake to your name like a bell I can't unring.
[Bridge]
3 a.m. I whisper to the ceiling: I'm not made of stone,
I've been surviving on the edges, but I'm not alone.
I write down one small promise, fold it in my palm,
Walk it to the window, let the rain turn loud to calm.
[Breakdown — intimate]
Remember when you stayed and waited in the car?
The glow of your keys, the way you brushed away my scars.
Those memories are soft, they teach me how to be kind,
Not to you or to the past, but to the restless in my mind.
[Chorus — variation]
I'll find sleep again — I'll find sleep again,
I won't let your picture pull the curtains in my head.
I'll find sleep again — I’ll build a different plan,
Learn how to sleep without the haze, learn how to stand.
[Outro]
Phone glow fades to morning, a softer kind of blue,
I don't have all the answers, but I'm working through.
If loving you taught me darkness, let healing teach me light —
I'll find sleep again, and maybe find my peace tonight.
[Production note]
Verses intimate and sparse (acoustic guitar or piano), pre-chorus builds with light percussion, chorus swells with warm synth pads and harmonies. Keep the bridge quiet and raw to land the final lifted chorus.
