I lay watching you sleep, jealous of your dreams because they keep you away from me Convinced they're filled with others besides myself, yet praying that I'm wrong. The soft bedroom light holds and touches your face more softly and gently than I shall ever be able to do. Your eyes are closed, shutting off their warmth and fire Eyes that tell me when I've hurt you with an unintended word that you misunderstood That hurt little girl look, that makes me sorry I ever learned to speak. That feminine little nose that fits your face so perfectly Your mouth can warm my heart with an unexpected smile Rekindle the fires of passion that burns within me, with the fire from a single kiss. Your hair in the gentle bedroom light is as soft as a ray from the sun Even as it is now, disheveled, it still keeps it beauty. You look so helpless and alone, lying there, an arms length away All I can think of is that I want to reach out, take you in my arms and hold you ever so tight And keep all the bad away But with the morning light, you'll awake, and be a modern woman who wants no one to fight her battle, no one. You turn in your sleep, your hand touches me In your sleepy casualness, a touch, a stroke, makes it all seem worthwhile The innocent reassurance of it. You lay quiet and alone, with that lilttle girl look You seem so alone, so helpless, That I reach out to touch you But no, I don't want to disturb you sleep. Oh, but yes I do. I want to disturb it so very much To take you in my arms and hold you close And tell you that I'll love you forever, until I am no more Perhaps even beyond that, if God will be so kind as to grant me but one wish It would be, being able to come home each night to you Knowing that you'd be waiting with open arms and sugar kisses. |