Bedtime

As you rest your head into the pillow.
Your thinking of what your going to do.
When your eye shut you wander off in to a dream.
A dream that trapped all your sins.
The sins that you may never regret.
You laugh in the dream.
You do what you want.
But when the time to face the problem.
You lye there wondering if there'll go away.
But they don't and you get angry.
The anger will never stop till you say
your sins to the preach.
Till the wait till bedtime cause your'll
have a good time to confess.