Sleeping High
Brad Laner, Jim Goodall
We merrily woke close to [?]
Sleeping high above your window
Whatever we do turns to something
We forget before you know
Sleeping high above your window
When the sunlight comes shining in
And our chances of more than [?]
I'll be sleeping high above your bed
In the morning, forget what you said
Sleeping high is very nice
Being [?] paradise
Sleeping high is very nice
Being [?] paradise