And it is a curse,
That I still hear your voice in my head
Every night
As I lay on my bed
Counting sheep beneath the stars
I hear you whisper
I escape
Running every mile
To get away from you
The closer it gets me to your door
An unlikely thief
Making no mischief
I wander into your home
Turning lights on and back off
Music in your bedroom,
Unique symphony of the sitar
You are asleep
And I sit next to you
You, my sleeping soulmate
“Wake up now”, my lips whisper to yours
You twitch, you move
“Come to me”, you utter in your sleep
Pull me close
And I sleep peacefully in your hold
When I wake up
You are gone and
I am alone again
And it is a curse,
I still hear your voice in my head
Every morning
As I lay on my bed
Only the sheep are missing
And stars invisible
It was all another dream
Again today, you don’t come back
And I don’t move forward
