Open my eyes to see this red blob.
The closer I get, faster it disappears.
Reach out to catch it before it goes...
...in my hand the blob just sears
Counting the sheep just doesn’t help
So I start counting stars.
Finally I run out of them
trying hard but my sleep is sparse
Humming loud but in my mind
Bobbing my head from side to side
The tingly feeling in my head
and the smile in my eyes I cannot hide.
High up above or down below
The sun kisses my face with a delicious smile
I can feel the touch of fairy gold.
I see colors of every kind, except all
Tapping my foot on nothing below
Feel a cold breath down my spine
Tickles through my veins they flow.