A room
a chair
The colour of your hair
Moonlight between the sheets
you're quiet breath
the movement of your feet
Your neck
your hands
your chin
A tiny fluff of dust
gliding right across your skin
Time islands of passion and trust
I'm the keeper of your dreams
I'm the shepherd of the sheep
You can't before you fall asleep
(mmmm)
Your voice
your smell
a sigh
If the star fell from the sky
I think it we're a heavenly kiss
Then that'd be nothing left to wish
it must be bliss
I'm the keeper of your dreams
I'm the sheperd of the sheep
You count before you fall asleep
Maybe you need some more
darling fall asleep

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