Blind Melon Deserted

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