“By the light of the moon, she rubs her eyes,
Sits down on the bed and starts to cry.
There’s something less about her..
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,
So I sit down and I cry too,
But don’t let her see.
And she says ‘Oh I can’t take no more’
Her tears like diamonds on the floor,
And her diamonds bring me down,
Cause I can’t help her now.
She’s down in it.
She’s tried her best, and now she can’t win. It’s
hard to see them on the ground –
Her diamonds falling down.
She shuts out the night,
And tries to close her eyes.
If she can find daylight,
She’ll be alright…
She’ll be alright,
Just not tonight. “
I’ve had a love for Rob Thomas since the first time I heard “3 am” at least 15 years ago. I always felt like his lyrics somehow related to me…
Turns out, it’s because they literally DO. This article is the best read for someone suffering with an invisible illness. Trust me on this one! It’s a tad lengthy, but so full of hope and happiness!