There’s room for two

As of late, I have found, when the sun has gone down,
I dither and dather with the bats and the owls.
Then through reason alone, since I care not for sleeping,
I take to my bed and soften my breathing.

And I’m wondering if you were sleeping beside me,
if your own eyes were closed so sweet and divinely,
I’d find myself better inclined towards sleep,
cos these eyelids ain’t heavy and this midnight won’t keep.

With both of my eyes on the gap in the curtains,
I finally drift off to the sound of birds chirpin’.
So when daylight crawls in, just give me a warning,
cos it’s your voice that helps me get up in the morning.