Laying in bed, I breathe out a sigh
For your head lays across my stomach
Just below where he would lie.

And though you say you want to fully understand
The deepness of my sigh,
To do that would drive you from my hands.

Because you would lose your mind before you began to comprehend mine
And dear,
I don't think I'm prepared for you to leave tonight.

But maybe if you give me your best,
I'll let you fall into
My heaving, sunken chest.