Looks quite pretty lying there
Can’t be asleep yet
Wonder what she’s thinking about?
Penny for her thoughts
Probably not worth it.
There’s the moon trying to look romantic
Moon’s too old that’s her trouble
Aren’t we all?
Lace curtains gently swaying
Like a woman walking
A woman ina negligee
Walking out through the window
Over the sleeping city up into the sky
To give the moon a rest
Moon’s too tired that’s her trouble
Aren’t we all?
Wasn’t a bad party really
Except for the people
People always spoil things
Room’s in a mess
And this one’s left her clothes allover the place
Scattered like seeds
In too much of a hurry that’s her trouble
Aren’t we all?
Think she’s asleep now
It makes you sleep
Better than Horlicks
Not so pretty really when you get close-up
Wonder what her name is?
Now she’s taken all the blankets
Too selfish that’s her trouble
Aren’t we all?