Lonely Nights Are a Bore

What is wrong with me at night, I can’t find my comfort place

I roll this way, I roll that way and wake up all night long


I get up and move my whole bedroom furniture around

My bed placed right up against the wall

I fall asleep instantly, my back against the wall

The bed no longer feels too spacious

My comfort I have found

Something to lay next to

its cold…

but better than nothing at all…

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