Who's Sleeping On My Bed
Who's sleeping on my bed
As am gone
When am gone
As i've been gone
What's her name? She
Does she keep the bed warm as I used too
Does she keep it crease free as I used too
Does she keep our memories alive?
Am sure she doesn't
That bed will always be ours
Come she, come she, come she
No matter how many magical plays she brings
That bed will only sparkle with us in it
No matter her perfume, kisses, lipsticks, lingerie
That bed is a museum of only two hearts,
Me and you
Who's sleeping on my bed
Our bed
She should enjoy it now
Our healthy bed
For hers will never last
For I'll be back
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