How I miss the comfort of this bed
Where we laid in our day,
Where we laid far away..
From those troubles that we had
Guarded inside my room
Peaceful minds, what to do?
If this bed could sing
It'd sing a gentle hymn of her
From all those times that she lay
And all her smiles that she gave
And change, it's funny
When it goes away
It may never be the same
But change, I'll change if you decide to stay
It'll come and go, love..
But in your case, it isn't so
We'll stay here, in this comfort room
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 5:16 AM UTC
How I miss the comfort of this bed
Where we laid in our day,
Where we laid far away..
From those troubles that we had
Guarded inside my room
Peaceful minds, what to do?
If this bed could sing
It'd sing a gentle hymn of her
From all those times that she lay
And all her smiles that she gave
And change, it's funny
When it goes away
It may never be the same
But change, I'll change if you decide to stay
It'll come and go, love..
But in your case, it isn't so
We'll stay here, in this comfort room