The Ocean, My Floor

The floor is my ocean, my bed is a raft
and we're floating in a sea of laughter.
Future-present and past,
watch it go too fast,
I'm in your arms at last.
You're taking it sideways,
you're twitching your eyes: are you nervous?.
Is it what you're after?

I'm in your arms at last.
Oh, and any disaster,
you kill it with laughter.
We're here ever after.
Here, in our private playroom.
Future-present and past,
watch 'm go too fast,
I'm in your arms at last.
You're falling asleep with a cigarette