Its not, what it seems to be. Just go to sleep, out the window. Just to calm you down, go to bed.
Hold now, all these thoughts. The sades rythm playing inside your head. Thinking in your sleep how day hass been. Whether tomorrow will be the same.
The soft sheets covering your white skin. These blankets smells like your scent. So beautiful, when she falls asleep.
Go to bed, I'll be here next to you. Go to bed, I'll be here when you wake up. More from The long drive home