Under The Covers - The Spill Canvas

I’m bottling up your soft, dream-like scent

In my head for the ride home

I’ve been searching with bruised limbs

For ways to get me going

For ways to get me going

To give me confidence to stare

And observe the world

To give me confidence to stare

If I could sleep forever

Would you still be in my dreams?

If I could sleep forever

Would you still be in my dreams?

If I could sleep forever

Would you still be in my dreams?

If I could sleep forever

Would you still be in my dreams?

Under the covers

Under the covers

Under the covers

Under the covers