-I feel me breathing in your sleep can you feel it?-

grazing your lips with my fingertips
we wake up a few times
to speak of dreams that make it hard to sleep

-are you dying in your dreams
i know sometimes i can feel it

turn into to stone by the light of morning
disappear without meaning

are you taking up time
that thoughts pressing thru my mind

oh baby, i’m fine
can you believe it?