Blankets so warm.
Sheets so soft.
Pages of a new book will soon be worn,
laying here in my loft.

It's time for a nap,
what can I say?
After reading a comic,
why can't all days come this way.

To preserve whats left of my strength,
I need a little rest.
A few hours of closing my eyes,
so this evening I can give it my best.