Lying in the dark
Waiting for the snoring
Cosy in the blankets
But still it's boring
It sometimes takes an age
Before you settle in
To your cot and end
All the fidgeting
So in the bedroom dusk
My eyes begin to close
And before I know it
I've begun to doze
It seems that I forgot
While lying in a heap
That it was really you
Who was meant to fall asleep
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