In My Bed
Wish I could say it breaks my heart
like you did in the beginning
Its not that we grew apart
a nightingale no longer singing
Its something i know you cant do
seperate sex with emotion
I sleep alone the sun comes up
your still clinging to that notion
Every thing is slowing down
river of no return
recognise my every sound
there is nothing new to learn
you′ll never get my mind right
like 2 ships passing in the night
in the night, in the night
want the same thing where we lay
otherwise mines a different way
a different way from where Im going
oh, its you again listen this isnt a reunion
so...
Terrible stories about the monster under the bed scared the six-year-old boy Gerard. He believed in the most ridiculous nonsense that his younger brother Mike had told him. He said he never believed in these fairy tales. One dark night, Mike heard sounds. Either it was somebody's footsteps in a quiet apartment, or... Or what? Of course, it was a monster under the bed! And this little monster from under the bed climbed onto Mike's bed itself. - You scared me, Gerard! - Whispering, the boy was scared to death...