Imogen Heap between sheets

You and me between sheets
It just doesn't get better than this
The many windswept yellow Stickies of my mind
Or the molten, emotional front line
I couldn't care less I'm transfixed in this absolute bliss
Hmmmmmm
Sweet sleepless tumbling night
Mmm and the morning on your skin, a loved up light
Tracing patterns in the maze of your back
Softly, softly the goose bumps, like that
And then a kiss
Mmmm, maybe another
And another one mmm