Although I am sleeping Or maybe I am dreaming They touch me with their fingers And their o dour lingers Sometime for hours Through heavy showers And they stay till morning Till its light and there’s sunshine
They come as I get warmer And dance across my pillow They go in spiral whispers They are perfect listeners I tell them all my secrets They feed me tea and biscuits It’s a final union like the first day of creation
I gave my soul to someone They told me they would keep it And when I was finished I’d know just where to find it But they were lying Because my eyes were open And I have spoken