You’re tired from your travels
Your hair towel unravels
As you drift off to sleep on the bed
Face down on the pillow
Your hair like a willow
Arranged at the side of your head
The only thing here that matters to me
Is I know where you are and you’re safe
I trust you implicitly
Love from the heart of me
Is scattered all over this place
You wake in the morning
The alarm clock is calling
You drag yourself out of the bed
The morning light touches you
Washes you, brushes you
You shake the sleep out of your head