Wishes in the Sheets - The Parlor

Fill up the sheets

The warmth of our skin when it meets

Circle the sun

We are reminded each month

Fill up the sheets

With words and songs but we feel incomplete

Our day in the sun

Something went wrong the bleeding begun

We played our songs

But they must not be the right ones

The mums are in bloom

There is an emptiness in this womb

We fill up the sheets

The warmth of our skin when it meets

Wishes in the sheets

Wishes in the sheets

Wishes in the sheets

Wishes in the sheets