Between Sheets

Imogen Heap

You and me, between sheets
It just doesn't get better than this
The many windswept yellow stickies of my mind
Or the molten emotional front line
I couldn't care less, I'm transfixed in this absolute bliss

Hmm

The sweet sleepless tumbling night
Mmm and the morning on your skin, a loved up light
Tracing patterns in the maze of your back
Softly softly the goose bumps, like that

And then a kiss

Mmm, maybe another

Mmm

And another mmm