She Wants

She sleeps her soul So soft i thread Arranging papers Around the bed And if she's dreaming deep tonight I lie with her by reading light A glass of water by her side And gone are hopes of getting tired I call her shots 'Til you wake up Count every second On every clock It's getting late Yeah that I know The hours come The hours go And twitching lips And twitching arms And there you're lying Your make up on Oh, girl if you're dreaming deep tonight I'll lie with you by reading light A glass of water by your side And gone are hopes of getting tired I call her shots 'Til you wake up Count every second On every clock It's getting late Yeah that I know The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come