I've got some money and some clothes laying on my bed,
But I'd rather have you laying there instead.
Oh and I've got an old guitar, and
Some songs,and singing bars,
But would rather have your attention.
And as for me, I'm in between the summer air and autumn leaves
And she's falling asleep
On the pull-out couch next to me
And I'll be counting sheep
Till the sun comes out,
From under the trees.
AndI must have left,
Open my head
When you stepped out of my dreams last night, and into my life.
Into my life.
Oh I've got some problems
But, we've all got a few.
And I tried sleeping on either side
But it doesn't stop me from dreaming of you.
And as for me, I'm in between
The summer air and autumn leaves.
And as for me, I'm in between the roads that bring you back to me
And she's falling asleep
On the pull out couch next to me.
And I'll be counting sheep
Till the sun comes out,
From under the trees.
And I must have left,
Open my head
When you stepped out of my dreams last night, and into my life.
Into my life.
And as for me, I'm in between the summer air and autumn leaves
And the roads that lead you back to me
And as for me, I'm in between some there and between trying to sing a song and trying to live the dream
And she's falling asleep
On the pull out couch next to me.
And I'll be counting sheep
Till the sun comes out,
From under the trees.
And I must have left,
Open my head
When you stepped out of my dreams last night, and into my life.
Into my life.
Into my life.