Come to My Bed

When the full moon shows
You no longer can wait
Come to my bed. .. ...
I myself,  have clung to
my fantasies and dreams
Anticipation is killing me

You want to be kissed
Come to my bed  ..  .. ..
I miss you all over again
Can't you see, can't you see
What you are doing to me

You only came to be kissed
Left my bed to soon. .. ..
Oh, how I miss
The smell of your hair . ..jasmine
Your pouty mouth and strong perfume

Soon to be winter. . . .
You have not called me
my bed is burning for your love
Where can you be
I see your eyes in front of me
And the hands that hug me

       Come to my Bed. .. ...