This Bed

The Sun isn’t up yet

It’s too early in the morning and the clock rings

But today I’ll just turn it off to hold your hand again

You whisper under your breath

You’ll get fired if you’re late again

But then you squeeze my hand so tight and I lean in to say

This is where I see our future

This is where my past makes sense to me

This is my time machine

Where everything I’ve lost comes back to me

And as long as this is a place where

When nighttime falls, you rest your head

Then one thing I know for sure is that

I’ll grow old in this bed

The Sun is here now

You act like you don’t notice, but I see your smile

I’ll pretend for a while, but know that I don’t mind

I could just lie here

With you in my arms and let the Moon appear

It’ll take me home, which is anywhere you go

So, this is where I see our future

This is where my past makes sense to me

This is my time machine

Where everything I’ve lost comes back to me

And as long as this is a place where

When nighttime falls, you rest your head

Then one thing I know for sure is that

I’ll grow old in this bed

If all signs point to letting go

If the heart of life fails to show you

That my love ever glows

If your mind fades as your heartbeat slows

If your eyes won’t know what they show you

Then I’ll find a way to let them know

That this is where I see our future

This is where my past makes sense to me

This is my time machine

Where everything I’ve lost comes back to me

And as long as this is a place where

When nighttime falls, you rest your head

Then one thing I know for sure is that

I’ll grow old in this bed

I’ll grow old in this bed

I hope we grow old in this bed