I should be counting sheep
Trying to get some sleep
I’m just laying here in my bed
You’re running Olympic sized marathons, through my head
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
At the cross roads of the morning and the night
Like the way you do for me, it seems
When I should already be having dreams
I’m dreaming, but I’m not in R.E.M like I should be
I’m dreaming about you and what it’d be like if you were here with me
If it was your arms I was in
If you and I were with each other again
I wonder what you’re doing, if you’re really happy where you are
I wonder if that lady laying next to you, who doesn’t fulfill you, is really what you want
I could give you what she lacks
If that’s respect or if just in the sack
I study you, watch you closely, listen to everything you say
I know you’re feeling unimportant and unneeded by her anyway
Cause she doesn’t “treasure you or worship you the way you thought your woman should.”
I already worship the ground you walk on, I could make you feel so good
I’m laying here wide awake thinking of so many things
Mostly you and you only. You know you’re kind of haunting me
I wish I could just tell you all that I see
I notice you when you’re leaving, you always look back at me
I know what you’re feeling
Your imaginations reeling
I know you’re intrigued by my mystery
You’ve got a fantasy
That I’m more than willing to fulfill
You could build
A new life
With a new wife
That understands
Makes plans
Washes your clothes and holds your hand
So now as I lay me down and go to sleep
And pray the Lord your soul to keep
I wish I was the one laying in your sheets
I hope when you wake up, you’re thinking of me