In my bed my thoughts in pieces,
Light creeps in as slumber ceases,
I dream of you all through the night,
My dreams so real I hold you tight,
And in your dreams do I fill space,
I long for you your gentle grace,
So as I rise and plan my day,
Will thoughts of you just slip away,
Well I think not I\'ll keep you near,
For in my heart I hold you dear.