I lay in the dark in this sweet place hear the train whistle, long and mournful taking some where they don't want to go taking others to those they miss most I hear the dog laying next to me snoring peacefully, dreaming a dream maybe she's chasing a rabbit or digging a bone maybe something else; only she knows I feel your heart beating against my back feel your breath, warm and even before I sleep in this sweet place I place a kiss on your sleeping face