She Wants

She sleeps so soft So soft I tread Arranging papers A room in bed And if she's dreaming deep tonight I lie with her by reading light A glass of water by her side And gone her hopes of getting tired I call the shots 'Till you wake up Count every second On every clock It's getting late You've had enough The hour's come The hours go I'm twitching lense And twitching on And there you lie Your make-up on And girl if you're dreaming deep tonight I'll lie with you by reading light A glass of water by your side And gone our hopes of getting tired I call the shots 'Till you wake up Count every second On every clock It's getting late You've had enough The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come The hour's come