Some Nights of Insomnia

Some nights I have insomnia.
I toss and turn,
willing sleep to come to me.
Some nights I don't want to be awake.

But there are other nights,
lonely nights,
when I want to be awake.
Not because I want to be lonely,
but because I want to be tired.

The longer I stay awake,
the more tired I'll grow.
The more tired I grow,
the faster I'll fall asleep.

The faster I fall asleep,
the less time I'll lie awake in bed,
wishing you were here beside me.