I’d like to stroke your head to soothe your pain
I’d like to hold you while you rest again
Does my fantasy seem much too sweet
Can the heart enjoy such sweet deceit?
I’d like you in pyjamas. by the fire
Feelng cosy though you might be tired
Looking at a Bergman film with me
I do know you like them we will see
Then we could have a fight about my cat
It bit your head off when it lost the rat
I’d make some cocoa read your palm in bed
My eyes are weak so we might kiss instead
The earth would rock the stars crash in the sky
When I sang a dreamy lullaby