Sheets (Digital Bonus)

I left my sheets in New York Because it was too short Cause there are dreams that are better left untidied unsaid Uncuffed, uncleaned, unsaid I left my sheets in New York Because it was too sweet For me to handle Too grand, too unreal And yet so palpable I left my sheets in New York I left the residue, the bedbugs, the memories Our imprint, our shadow I left it as well My knees are weakened My eyes so swell I left my sheets in New York Waiting to be occupied by others For the love of the moment And its bout of fleetingness A tingle to the weather of passing trains I left my sheets in New York I left the residue, the bedbugs, the memories Our imprint, our shadow I left it as well My knees are weakened My eyes so swell I write this song away So long I fly the opposite direction I left my sheets in New York But they are all I will leave You are coming with me, my love To Berud if you please