For long time I've been lying in bed and feel hot But it isn't the heat of a passion It's my body, wait, not, it is mind which seems burnt In this swelter of thoughts and imagine What if we haven't met, haven't kissed, haven't crushed on each other What if you were as I was afraid you could be Or what if you fell in love with another What then would happen with you and with me? I do like hear your breathing while you're asleep And your twitching when you have bad dreams There's nothing more pleasant then watching deep How you lie in the arms of Morpheus. I can't sleep when you're near I can't sleep when you're far Is it curse or it's something called love? Or it's both? It is hard Not to love you the way I do I love everything - eyes, cheeks, lips, brows, the whole you. And, honestly, putting all things away, I can say You're the moon of my life in happiness and in woe What would happen if all went wrong way? I do really not want to know.