.Yesterday, I woke up with your head on my arm
My hand was numb, circulation gone
But I dared not move the pretty sleeping one
The sun had painted patterns on your face
As you breathed Sunday air>You rode onto my open arm
I became your pillow
You let me smooth your hair>
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