What happens when you fall asleep

Lonely grief is hounding me Like the lonely shadow hounding me It's always there, just out of sight Like a fragling tree on a lightening night Lonely wind cries out my name Sad as haunted music in the rain It's born of grief and born of woe But I hear it call and I've got to go Where can I be headed for The blues call it my north to lick my heart once more Love lives in a lonely land Where there's no helping hand to understand Why does it bring this hate to me Why it don't matter why I only know misery Has to be part of me Never hope to count on love To be a partner of that Heaven up above Never hope to understand, love is a barrel land A lonely land, a lonely land... Billie Holiday