Staring at the halo of passing lights,
Painting the walls I stare as I lay in bed,
It is not sleeplessness that keeps me awake,
It is the lack of your presence,
Like a child carefree in a mother's embrace,
Like a lover's comforting arms after a tiring day,
I thought tonight may be it would be nice,
To fall asleep with your arms around me,
So if I ever woke up in the middle of the night,
I could look up to find you beside me,
Lean in a little closer so you won't go,
Drift in to sleep without a thought for tomorrow.