Between Sheets - Imogen Heap

You and me between the sheets

It just doesn’t get better than this

The many windswept yellow stickies of my mind

Are the molten emotional front line

I couldn’t care less I’m transfixed in this absolute bliss

Sweet sleepless, tumbling night

Oh, and the morning on the your skin and loved up light

Tracing patterns in the maze of your back

Softly, softly the goose bumps like that

And then a kiss…

Maybe another,

And another one