Eyes close
I long to fall
But my eyes always end up
At your picture on the wall

I love the feeling
as much as i hate it
I guess that is something
I have hard to admit

I lie awake
Cause i am too afraid
Afraid to close my eyes
Afraid of every noise that are made

Imaging your here
Protecting me from it all
But after an hour or so
I hear the alarm clock call

Slowly i get up
Even though i am tired
But hey, fantasizing about you at work
Would be the best way to get fired