My eyelids are cold, they itch with sleep.
How they long to meet each other for the night.
Brief meetings are nice,
But long periods of togetherness are sweeter.
Eyelids are like lovers,
Brushing against one another, yearning for bed.
My eyelids are cold, they itch with sleep.
How they long to meet each other for the night.
Brief meetings are nice,
But long periods of togetherness are sweeter.
Eyelids are like lovers,
Brushing against one another, yearning for bed.
