Tekster: Wishbone Ash. Distillations. Insomnia.

You done someone wrong
Your karma has come
To settle the score with you.
You're sneaking, you're crawling
Into the ground
Eyes open wide and blue.

Insomnia
Closer, but no closer.
Insomnia
Closer, but no closer.

The night you were layed
You had it made
When everyone fell into place.
Higher and higher
Too fast to miss a beat,
Body and bones as well.

Insomnia
Burning like a hell.
Insomnia
Oh, burning, yes, burning like a hell.

Where does it come from
Where does it go
Throwing over your sleep?
Walking and talking,
Dancing 'till dawn,

Insomnia
Waiting to get you.
Insomnia
Waiting to get you.

Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso...
Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso...
Don't let it, don't let it, inso...
Don't let it, don't let it,
Don't let it get you