Do you read my thoughts

When lights are out and all is dry

Alle the wrinkled worn out lines

When owls are out to fly

In your bed

Sense fading

Wide awake

Hearts aching

In your bed

Night's fading

Wide awake

Sleep's aching

Do you hear a breath

That won't obey and normalize

Do you know why I can't turn around

And meet your eyes

In your bed…