IN MY BED, it feels so cold, I lay here alone, with no one to hold.
I read my books to pass the time, wanting to forget the lonely time.
IN MY BED, I wish you where here, to help me wipe away my tear.
Thinking and thinking is to much to bare, I'm wondering and waiting, will you be there.
IN MY BED, it is soft and warm, just like my heart is, for you to adore.
When will you be with me, IN MY BED, to cuddle, to touch, and warm up my bed.
The nights seem longer, and scary its true, I am waiting for you so I am no longer alone.
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