When you fall into sleep, then I'm alone
And if I do not wake you, then you're free
While I am left with voices of my own
That bounce around the walls inside of me.
They speak to me and tempt me to complain
Or wake me up when I'm about to fall
Into the depths of my poor restless brain
Where I will have your love or none at all.
So when I slip into that place of rest
And lie next to you with you too at peace
Are these the moments where we are at best
When we have earned these hours of release?
And as I shuffle over in the night,
Is it not heaven when I hold you tight?
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