Asleep Inside Love

I hear you breathe from down the hall

And I feel your footsteps though

They're not very loud

I see your dreams with my slumbering eyes

And I share your fear as the storm descends

And though my hands are full, it's not enough

I'm not content to fall asleep inside love

If I were the praying type, I would pray to your

Crooked smile or the freckles on your arm

Is there a better place to store my faith

Than in your skin?

And though my hands are full, it's not enough

I'm not content to fall asleep inside love

Let's find a place to rest where there is no noise

Except for the wind bowing the beams

A place to sleep where there are no dreams except

For the echoes of far-away things

And though my hands are full, it's not enough

I'm not content to fall asleep inside love