…and when I close my eyes tonight again,
wait for whispers of sleep,
I know I might not hear a sound,
And my eyes will lay awake and weep.
.
It’s just another restless night,
Another time I won’t sleep sound,
But maybe if I dream of you,
It might feel like you’re still around.
.
So stay close, all thoughts of you,
And fuss me into tender state of rest,
It’s quiet here with the sound of peace,
With my heart held in, and head caressed…
