Trying to Sleep

My father says “Nikki,
You need to get more rest.”
I say, “I know Dad.
I’m trying my best.”

But the truth is
I can’t ever get to sleep,
‘Cause thinking ‘bout you
Is better then counting sheep.

When I think about you
My heart skips a beat.
You’re shrouded in mystery
Like a shadowy man on the street

I can think about you
For hours, non stop
You’re like caffeine for me
When I think about you, my eyelids never drop

But sooner or later I drift off to another world
Where my wildest dreams come true
Where everything I could ever want happens,
And the only to people are me and you