Sitting on The End of My Bed

Sittin' on the end of my bed
Should probably be sleepin'
But Im sittin' here instead

Couldn't sleep so I picked up my guitar
Been workin' on some songs
Soon they'll be gettin' far

So I'm sittin' here and I'm workin' on a piece
You're quiet, you were tired
Oh you've fallen asleep

So here I am and I'm writing yet a song
Singin' about sittin' while you're sleepin' on

And when you wake up in the morning
Tell me what you were dreamin' of
And in case you don't remember
I could show you my new song

Or we could talk about the day before
About dancin' and laughin'
And then we'll laugh a little more

And then I'll probably say some cheezy line
You'll say that it's awful
But it just might bring a smile

And then we'll have some breakfast
Smile to the morning son
You could ask if I wrote something good
But the song has already been sung

In the evening we'll do somethin' stupid
Somethin' stupid out of love
Then you might fall asleep again
And I'll write another song

Sittin' on the end of my bed
Should probably be sleepin'
Somewhere deep and dreamin'
I should probably be sleepin'
But I'm dreamin'
Awake
Instead