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Fast asleep in my bed,
Didnt notice that I fled.

As I sit in my chair, and watch you slumber
Over there.

I pull on a pair of shorts and my hoodie,
And kiss your blonde head softly.

As I turn to my open window, I climb out,
And sit on the roof, and think aloud.

I look out at the midnight sky,
And ask God why?
As iv done a million times,
I wonder , why hasn't he replied?

I ask why he did this, I ask what Iv done,
Did I deserve it, or was it just done?

Why can't he help me,
Why can't he see?
That I could use a little help,
Somedays.

I close my eyes and begin to pray,
Asking him to send some my way.
Tears trickling down my face,
When I hear her voice.

Honey he did send some help your way,
That's why I'm here today. Arms wrapped around me,
And a kiss on my cheek,
She whispers in my ear,
Your freezing, let's go in my dear.

I follow her back In to my room,
And close the window too.
She crawls into bed, and I sit in my chair,
She looks at me, and says,
Why are you over there?

I tell her, I can't sleep,
So I'm going to stay here and think.
She gets up and walks over to me, with
A blanket in her hand.

She curls up in my lap,
And says, fine then I'll sleep here.
I take the Blanket, and cover us.
And say ok my stubborn one.

Goodnight Sam.
Goodnight Erica.
I lean down to kiss her,
And I remove her glasses,
And put them on the table.
I turn off my light,
And sit still,
For I have her in my arms,
And I can't let her fall.