You tell me not
to open my lips
when you're sleeping
and never take you
into my arms
if you're dreaming
You tell me not to touch you
when your fantasy land has come
and you escape your demon
but how did I lose the one
who always used to keep me
from sleeping.
You tell me not to play
my guitar when you're dreaming
of course I shouldn't
kiss you
an obstruction
to your breathing
You tell me that you'll leave
if I don't give
you time to relax
But when did I lose the one
who always kept me from
not sleeping.
When I tell you
"I have written a song
just this evening"
But you whispered
"tomorrow my love,
I'm dreaming"
I said to you
"Tomorrow is gone
if it offers us nothing
but dreaming."
I want you to
share those things
that make you wish
you always were sleeping.