Words and Music by Zeke Sayer         The lights go out when I sleep at night.   Sometimes it gets lonely but it's alright   I just choose to bury the sand   and make good friends with the ceiling fan   The Nights get cold when I pass the time   sometimes it gets bad but i don't mind.   I just watch the storming sea   and look at a picture of you and me      The days get hot where I live you know   and my head is like a sinking hole   I can't hold onto this rope   instead I run to the bags of dope.   You want to see this side of me   but lately you've been denying me   access to your living soul   so how can you expect to grow?      And I know there will be better days   when we'll only have time to waste.   Your face will be the morning light   and the last thing that I see at night      Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.    Even when I'm out of my mind    you are always on my mind.