Exhausted

I'm not around that much running exhausted and lost.
                                
If it could be undone will it have costed? It's taught and lost.
                                      
(Verse 2)
Blowing away we stray, wilted insuited, at fault.
                             
What if the day had stayed in bed. These baubles we've brought at fault.
                                              
(Chorus)
 
(Verse 3)
After the bliss has long ended this caution this fault.
                                  
Give me a breeze that's long winded accosted adult arrested.
                                  
(Chorus)