She Wants

She sleeps so soft So soft I tread Arranging papers Around the bed And if she's dreaming deep tonight I'll lie with her by reading light A glass of water by her side And gone are hopes of getting tired I call the shots 'Til you wake up Count every second On every clock It's getting late Yeah, that I know The hours come The hours go Them twitching legs And twitching arms And there you're lying 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 are hopes of getting tired I call the shots 'Til you wake up Count every second On every clock It's getting late Yeah, that I know The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come The hours come