Draag - Orb weaver

I’m running out of steam again
Underneath the orb weaver
I’m willing to go again
A feeling that might go deeper

It’s very, very dark outside
We can’t seem to know where we’re going
It doesn’t even seem to matter
A pack of coyotes and their chatter

Somehow you found me dead
I’m no catch on my best day

I died in my sleep again
Only to wake up next to you