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…
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