Your bed

23.11.2004

A feeling I have
Everytime you touch me
That it's just not right
I cannot sleep
Lying in a pitch black
In a bed full of ghosts
Your bed

I'm waiting in the dark
For a sign from you
Telling me it's still here
I cannot sleep
Soon you're asleep
Now I dread
Your bed

Passion has flown away
And something isn't right
Emptiness is creeping in
I cannot sleep
We're like sisters
Sharing the same bed
Your bed

I the morning you touch my face
I'd like to say thoses words , but I won't
Cuz if I tell, you will caress my hair
And smile and have give me that damn look

All I see in your eyes is tenderness
It disgusts me
I hate you sometimes,
Cuz you don't seem to see

That something just isn't right
That something died in this bed
Our bed