I have spent more time,
in my pajamas than I would like to admit.
But I have spent more time,
missing you from our bed.

Something about yellow plaid and a white T,
that sends me over the moon
and landing amongst the stars.

Because you hold me up to a fame
that even Lucy in the sky with those diamonds
would be jealous of.

I will listen to you all day and never
ask you to pause, rewind,
or skip to the next song.

I have spent more time
in my pajamas than I would like to admit
But I would rather be asleep forever,
than awake and not dreaming with you.