Well sleeping in your bed I can have a dream
I feel that kind of warm
And talk about the love which burning like a steam
I wish it haven’t gone, I wish it haven’t gone 

Seems to me this morning you have gone
Pillow smells with your hairs your perfume [bad word] back honey 

I Look at the sunshine of the day 
If  I am hurt
I Look at the sunshine of the day 
If  I am hurt

Still I have hope you’re going to the store
Or just you’re making morning coffee
I am trying to divine whom will it be for
I wanna hear your laughing

Seems to me this morning you have gone
Pillow smells with your hairs your perfume [bad word] back honey 

I Look at the sunshine of the day 
If  I am hurt
I Look at the sunshine of the day 
If  I am hurt

Please stay in bed as longer as you can
For me to sense your breathing
Know, frankly I am your the biggest fan
Do not  [bad word] this feeling