Sleeping With Sirens

You measure love in the leagues across the sea, and if it was more than twenty nothing’d bring you back to me. I could not bring myself to that same principle of love could it be measured in distance? Can you measure the sky above? For each night I sent my heart across the stars to you an immeasurable distance perhaps, but it is true. I couldn’t deny your heart beat beating next to mine, but it came as a surprise when you looked at me to decline. The sirens were calling they were singing you a song you measured love in the distance the sirens were closer all along.