Other Side کے بول

Sometimes while I'm awake at night, I pace across the floor Humming something softly and I linger at your door Think about what you must be dreaming on the other side And if I don’t live long enough to meet your little kids Will you tell them stories about all the things we did? Will I leave something good on the other side? When I turn the lights out, there’s a Moon to guide my path Fingers trace the walls and lines to rest by you at last Reach across, feel you breathing on the other side Nights when I move closer, you’ve a reflex to my warmth Some kindness in unconsciousness that sleeps inside my arms But I roll away to my dreaming on the other side Roll away to my dreaming on the other side Roll away to my dreaming on the other side