if depression were a song

the sun is up, the sky is bright,
i've watched the day blind out the night -
and still i lay hidden out of sight;
the sun is up, the sky is bright.

i'm sorry you can't see it,
'cause it's all inside my head -
it's a beautiful morning
and i can't get out of bed.

the day begins in blazing dawn,
but i will keep my curtains drawn.
i fade away - the world turns on.
the day begins in blazing dawn.

i'm sorry you can't see it,
'cause it's all inside my head -
it's a beautiful morning
and i can't get out of bed.

it's not like i can't see the light,
but shadow seems to stick.
i've tried my best to be alright,
but baby, i am sick.

the morning comes; i knew it would.
and i don't cry, although i could.
i tell myself that life is good.
the morning comes; i knew it would.

i'm sorry you can't see it,
'cause it's all inside my head -
it's a beautiful morning
and i can't get out of bed.