Bedtime Stories

Inside our bedroom is where we keep our secrets. Inside our bedroom is where we throw away all our inhibitions. We are not judged. We our just ourselves.

Inside our bedroom is where we get intimate with ourselves. It is where we find sanctuary when our body is tired and our soul is damaged. A place where we find our true comfort.

Come... join me and take a peek... just make sure to...hush...hush...

Enjoy! {V}

BEDTIME STORIES
Madonna

Today is the last day that I'm using words
They've gone out, lost their meaning
Don't function anymore

Let's, let's, let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious honey

Today is the last day that I'm using words
They've gone out, lost their meaning
Don't function anymore

Traveling, leaving logic and reason
Traveling, to the arms of unconsciousness
Traveling, leaving logic and reason
Traveling, to the arms of unconsciousness

Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious
Let's get unconscious honey
Let's get unconscious

Words are useless, especically sentences
They don't stand for anything
How could they explain how I feel

Traveling, traveling, I'm traveling
Traveling, traveling, leaving logic and reason
Traveling, traveling, I'm gonna relax
Traveling, traveling, in the arms of unconsciousness

And inside we're all still wet
Longing and yearning
How can I explain how I feel?

Traveling, traveling (repeat twice)
Traveling, traveling, in the arms of unconsciousness

And all that you've ever learned
Try to forget
I'll never explain again