Your gentle alarms, are often too subtle,
For this still faced clock of an empty soul,
You don’t how I got to be so cold,
But this sleep’s been longer than even you’ve been told.
My bed is warm and still, but it saves me no longer,
From a fate of love that I just can’t ignore.
Wake my heart,
Wake my heart,
And I’ll forever dream of you,
With my eyes open in the sunshine,
Wake my heart,
Wake my heart,
And I’ll forever be…
You stir me not, with your movements close,
Each step no louder than my own still lungs,
These ears want to here what your lips will promise,
These eyes want to see, the products of those promises.
My bed is warm and still, but it saves me no longer,
From the fate your love that I just won’t ignore.
Wake my heart,
Wake my heart,
And I’ll forever dream of you,
With my eyes open in the sunshine,
Wake my heart,
Wake my heart,
And I’ll forever be…
My eyes open, and I can see you,
Staring at me, black and blue,
My skin all bruised from turning in my sleep.
It’s been the longest nightmare,
The longest nightmare,
Waiting for you here to wake me,
Waiting for you here to wake me.
You whispered in my ear,
Something just for me to hear.
You said
Our hearts awake,
Our hearts awake,
To fulfill these dreams of forever you and me,
Our hearts awake,
Our hearts awake,
Now they won’t forget to dream that sleepless dream.
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