Something Missing

My pillow is calling,
I lay down my head.
But there's something missing,
Something wrong with this big old bed.

I toss and I turn,
Not finding sleep.
So I roll on my side
And stary counting sheep.

Twenty then thirty quickly go by,
Then suddenly I realize
My eyes open wide.
You're the something missing here by my side.

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