One third of our lives are spent sleeping
I can't spend that one third without her
With her in my arms
I can drift asleep right away
I can still feel her breath
Warming up my chest
While I'm off dreaming
Best sleep I ever had
The couch, the floor, the bed
Anywhere as long as she's with me
I can fall asleep with no problem
It'll be one third of my life well spent
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