It's that suspended moment,
Just before I fall into the deepest of sleeps,
This when she decides to tickles me,
She really knows how to make the perfect moment last,
I think this half sarcastically, but mostly sincerely,
'Are you falling asleep?'
...Along with falling in love yes, but you won't know yet...
'No, I'm not I promise, I'm just resting my eye.'
...On your warm soft shoulder...
'Yeah right.'
I hold her tighter,
She tickles me again,
'Wake up.'
By now I realize I'm not sleeping tonight,
She never wants me to sleep with her in my arms,
Maybe she doesn't know it's what I dream of,
Maybe she think I think she's boring,
She doesn't know I'm falling in love.