Can't get to you
Calm down, count sheep, she's waiting there for you, your now so desperate to fall asleep, you want to see her too
Slow down your breathing, send all thoughts right out your head, try to find a quiet place, whilst you're in your bed
The longer it takes to drift off, the less time you'll have to play, with every passing second, your dream girl slips away
You become more anxious, but the moons high in the sky, but its getting harder to relax, no matter how you try
Seconds turn to minutes, sixty minutes make the hour, you feel like times flying by, your hope is looking dour
Will this be a sleepless night, spent tossing and turning in your bed, is the hope of seeing her now gone, the idea runs rught through your head
Like water running through your hands, she slowly slips away, as the night simply runs out of time and gives way to a sunny day
The Sun breaks through your curtains, the night at last is through, wasted was the chance to dream, he just couldn't get to you
THE KINKY POET