nso how the birds awake before menthey beat me every morning risenand now im lucky if I get a wink innbecause there's something on my mindnnI miss your facenI miss the places that I once knewnbut I dont like this spacenthis abscense lays with insomniani'm caught in bohemian lovenbohemian lovenni've been so lazy nwho slept all daynbohemian loveni've been too sleepynwho let that sunlight waste awayni've been too brave bold courageousnand i was never afraidnwhat happened to hernoh what happens for mennso back to my sleepnim tossing and turningnmy appearance is cheapnmy daytime is small eyes and yawingni look at the bright sideni dont have to make my bed in the morningnbut every time Ilay at the pillow I crynni've been too sleepynwho slept all daynbohemian loveni've been so lazynwho let that sunlight waste awayni've been too brave bold courageousnand i was never afraidnwhat happened to hernoh what happens for men