The Time To Sleep

You're falling in a lower gear
little rest is what you need
You're rolled up on the seat
Your arms around your knees

We met by chance, talked on the phone
We kept in touch 
I took you home
Sure, it proves we get along
And it will only get better from now on

We found a place to which we drive
And i offer you the time
To sleep - to dream
To wake up when we arrive

Right [bad word] out of the blue
But when there's one it's up to you
Even when the time was up I couldn't stop
I was floating all day long