Blind Melon

Grab my knee and look at me
And try to tell me I'll be home soon
Asleep in my bed and unstoned
I'm tired of me this way
I don't know what I've gotten into
But I'm glad it's now instead of sooner
This desert heat has crowded me strong
With a wish I had for winter
It's not as gentle as it sounds
As though it sounded yesterday
When I heard a leaf of my life hit the ground