There Is A Bed

There is a bed where I can end my days To think about the road I've run the miles I've come There is a bed where troubles melt away My lonely hours or hours with you The times that we've come through There is a bed where we shared times of love And out of love those nights are memories best forgot We argued about trivial things And slept apart a wall we built among the sheets There is a bed where sickness left its touch And fever damp the sheets where I would shake all night Cold burning on my brow Hallucinations here and now A fight to live or die There is a bed where first we both made love And left the marks, reminders of how good it felt The hard, the soft, the sweat in midnight's hour