When you sleep, your tired eyes
Become so sweet, it's no surprise
You feel at home
No matter what some people say
And even though sometimes I think this way too
When your little body lies
Right next to mine, I hardly try
To think of what would happen if I took
That left on a different street
I would've become a different human being
When your little body lies
Right next to mine, I hardly try
To think of what would happen if I took
That left on a different street
We would've become so different, you and me
