In Your Room

In your room There's a bed in the corner In your room There's a view over the town In your room You're tipewriters telling stories In your room There are you waiting for me When I look into your eyes I look into a mirror When I look into your eyes I can see myself Kings and queens They have lost their heads But I I've lost my heart In your room I'd like to crawl into you Come cover me with love I'd like to crawl into you Come cover me with love Till we've had enough And we never get enough There are worlds beneath the world And they are covered under blankets In your room In your room dedicated to Sonja