Sleepwalker

2008

I know, you stumble over your words, and

You trip every time you try to speak, but

I don’t care if you’re a little clumsy

It's not what you say, but how you show it

Its too late, I cant take back what I said, 'cause

I meant every single stupid word, and

I don’t care if you start freaking out

It's how I feel, so don’t you try to blow this

In my sleep I talk to you

And in my sleep everything is beautiful, so

Shut up! Don’t wake me!

I know, I stumble like a zombie in the dark, and

I trip over all your dirty clothes, and

I’ll deny everything you say I said, it's

Funny how the truth comes when my eyes are closed

In my sleep I talk to you

And in my sleep everything is beautiful, so

Shut up! Don’t wake me!

In my sleep I talk to you

And in my sleep everything is beautiful, so

Shut up! Don’t wake me!

Shut up!

This is a love song to my husband. I walk in my sleep. The more stress I am under the more frequent it becomes. In the early parts of our relationship sleep walking and talking were an every night event. One night, while sleeping, I told him I loved him. That is a little bit embarassiing, and of course he told me about it. It probably would have been better if he just shut up! The cat was out of the bag. There was no going back.

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