My Bed

Lying in bed, you flutter your eyes and breathe out
Sighing it out, there's nothing you need to say
Your breathing is saying it all
I'm tired of talking anyway

Drop everything come get me
Smile again, keep talking but keep it low
It's crowded here, but I am alone
The season's new, springtime of souls

And I was rolling around in my bed
The space between my happiness and my distress
And you coming around to my bed
Swept out the cloudy air

High up above, where everything feels like dreams now
Losing in love, where nobody seems to care
Your dreaming is frightened alone
You're tired of crying all over these lovers

And my arms rest under the arch of your head
With quivering lips, you're shy enough as you undress
For me to know you're at home in my bed
You've sweetened up the air

Well I consider you at home
Lie down so I can pull the sheets and the blankets over you
And just get down to loving you, I do

Well I consider you at home
Lie down so I can pull the sheets and the blankets over you
And just get down to loving you



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Patrick Fisher
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