Marc Almond There Is A Bed
There is a bed where I can end my days To think about the road I've run the miles I've come There is a bed where troubles melt away My lonely hours or hours with you The times that we've come through There is a bed where we shared times of love And out of love those nights are memories best forgot We argued about trivial things And slept apart a wall we built among the sheets There is a bed where sickness left its touch And fever damp the sheets where I would shake all night Cold burning on my brow Hallucinations here and now A fight to live or die There is a bed where first we both made love And left the marks, reminders of how good it felt The hard, the soft, the sweat in midnight's hour We built the fort, we climbed the tower There is a bed where years will make us wise Truth and lies defeat, despise and forgiving The sheets our cradle birth to death The twists and turns of love, the life we're living There is bed where nights I lay awake To think about my future to forget my past My bed a boat to sail the seas To land where safety finds me gripping to the mast And though I feel the years slip through my fingers Sorrow lingers and won't go away There is a bed that is my sanctuary A bed where I can end my days There is a bed
