Under My Bed

One of the many songs people say I should do something with.  What the heck does that mean?  Other people should do something with it…so here, I give it to the world…..I will put the Creative Commons Copyright  stuff in later.  Its late and I am tired.

Under My Bed

© 2004 Clayton Weimer

Though bad dreams are done and gone,

I lay here waiting for dawn

It’s probably just echoes in me head

but I hear voices instead

There’s a monster under my bed

How can I allay this mortal fear?

When haunting shadows appear

Though it seems I’m running from the dead

I’m motionless under my spread

There’s a monster under my bed

There’s a monster under my bed

And I’ve been, I’ve been, praying to almighty you see

Terror makes it a common course

Somehow, somehow I will beat these fantasies

Oooh, ooh, there’s a monster under my bed

There’s a monster under my bed

Now the storm has lost its sound

The trees are down on the ground

The daylight ached for is up ahead

But darkness feeds my dread

There’s a monster under my bed

There’s a monster under my bed

And I see, I see, movements on the walls, and see

Flashes in the corner of my eye

I feel, I feel coldness coming over me

Oooh, ooh, there’s a monster under my bed

There’s a monster under my bed

(and I’m not gonna get up,  it’ll grab me!)

Now the morning light seeps in

And I feel better within

My mind is as heavy as lead

I’m so tired now the ghost fled

No monster under my bed

No more monster under my bed

© 2004 Clayton Weimer