Under The Sheets
I wish I had the sense of smell in my dreams
'Cos then I could find out exactly what it means
To have you here every night for the rest of my life
And all I'd have to do would be to stay asleep.
I would love to turn you on.
I wouldn't like to see you gone.
Although in the morning nothing will have changed.
There's no sign of you and outside it rains.
At least it's still warm here, under the sheets
All I want to do is go back to sleep.
(lyrics by Graham Keeling)