It's official I've fallen in love, it's not a girl I'm thinking of. Infact you couldn't really say she's alive. Don't get me wrong, now I'm not sick and I sure ain't taking the piss. Cos when I think about her I get warm inside. There's nothing more upsetting to me, than in the morning when I hear the bleep. Of my alarm distroy my sleep. These covers they form a womb, getting up's last thing I wanna do. She'll never get old cos I can change the sheets.