Dot Allison While She Sleeps
The twilight of our love
Tiptoes into our room
It twists and weaves around us
Like vines around the moon
She is lying flesh to flesh
He reaches for her through the dark
And just like sleep's willing prisoner
Swindled by a dream
And these words he'll always keep
Secret thoughts all while she sleeps..
You could wash away these tears
That christen all the years
But I've got a bullet hole the shape of you
Running through my heart
And these words he'll always keep
Secret thoughts all while she sleeps.
