Go To Me

Wake, with your head where the light always crept through the glass, to your bed And you breathe, and your breath it is mine And your heart, when it stops, when it starts, when it's fast it's mine Be in the eye, where the war and the cry and the truth are at rest, and your oughts and your best, they are mine If you're shy, if the streaks in the sky shake the windows Know, I was like you, and the sun came down and the dust blew around over me Come beside me, with the pen in your hand and your hand in my hand go to me Let me give, let me talk, let me live in your pillow Kill your fear, whisper words in your ear that your kite's in a box, that your boat's in the docks and you're sleeping Oh, you got nothing, you got nothing on me, that's the best place that you'll ever be Come beside me, with the pen in your hand and your hand in my hand go to me