While you are sleeping.
While you´re in dreams.
I read stories to other times carrying me.

Morpheus doesn't
want spread the arms.
Think it's still early,
that it's still brand new the dark.

Too much coffee when I go to bed.
Or maybe I'm really a little night bird.

Hopelessly waiting for our babe to arrive.
Surely her key will ring.
Truly to appear it´s time.

Silence comes slowly.
Rain on the glass.
Hearing the clock too
pounding the night like a drum.

A song that doesn't get out of my head
with the white sheet won't let me melt.

Youuu-u! You will be my anchor sailing my dreams.
You-u-u-u-u-uu! I need to touch you so I don´t sink
in a sea of nightmares sometimes so real
trying to swallow me.

Youuu-u! You will be my anchor sailing my dreams.
You-u-u-u-u-uu! I need to touch you so I don´t sink
in a sea of nightmares sometimes so real
trying to swallow me.

And while you are sleeping, babe!
And while you´re in dreams!
Time of day to review,
especially my beliefs.

If I hear birds sing
when it's still night
is that my vigil
it has been really fine.

Before, I quiet, I would get up to smoke
It was a backpack I left on the road.

I can hear the breathing of the girl that I love.
Lying here beside me asleep to the North.

You-u-u! You will be my anchor sailing my dreams.
You-u-u-u-u! I need to touch you so I don´t sink
in a sea of nightmares sometimes so real
trying to swallow me.