Morning Lullabies: Ingrid Michaelson
yesterday
i woke up
with your head on my arm
my hand was numb
circulation gone
but i dared not move
the pretty sleeping one
the sun had painted
patterns on your face
as you breathe sunday air
rode on to my open arms
i became your pillow
you let me smooth your hair
i will sing you morning lullabies
you are beautiful, and peaceful this way
i know you have to close your eyes
on everyone, let me help you,
ill sing you to sleep
with morning lullabies
let me lie in the curve
of your body tonight
and i will hear you
tumble into sleep
i will watch you heal
i will watch you heal with me
i will sing you morning lullabies
you are beautiful, and peaceful this way
i know you have to close your eyes on everyone
let me help you, ill sing you to sleep
with morning lullabies
i know you have to close your eyes on everyone
let me help you
ill sing you to sleep
with morning lullabye..bye baby
close your eyes
and i will sing you
morning lullabies
I'm pretty sure that anyone who has ever curled up with someone very dear to them, can sympathize with this song. Every time I hear it I get sleepy, and miss my own "pretty sleeping one".
If living in Chambana has done nothing else for me it has certainly shown me that sleeping and waking up alone can be more restful and restoring to the body, while being taxing on the heart and mind of one not accustomed to such.
That, and getting piss drunk and skipping through parking lots on the way home can be fun if you have friends with you. Alone, it just gets you stared at...
i woke up
with your head on my arm
my hand was numb
circulation gone
but i dared not move
the pretty sleeping one
the sun had painted
patterns on your face
as you breathe sunday air
rode on to my open arms
i became your pillow
you let me smooth your hair
i will sing you morning lullabies
you are beautiful, and peaceful this way
i know you have to close your eyes
on everyone, let me help you,
ill sing you to sleep
with morning lullabies
let me lie in the curve
of your body tonight
and i will hear you
tumble into sleep
i will watch you heal
i will watch you heal with me
i will sing you morning lullabies
you are beautiful, and peaceful this way
i know you have to close your eyes on everyone
let me help you, ill sing you to sleep
with morning lullabies
i know you have to close your eyes on everyone
let me help you
ill sing you to sleep
with morning lullabye..bye baby
close your eyes
and i will sing you
morning lullabies
I'm pretty sure that anyone who has ever curled up with someone very dear to them, can sympathize with this song. Every time I hear it I get sleepy, and miss my own "pretty sleeping one".
If living in Chambana has done nothing else for me it has certainly shown me that sleeping and waking up alone can be more restful and restoring to the body, while being taxing on the heart and mind of one not accustomed to such.
That, and getting piss drunk and skipping through parking lots on the way home can be fun if you have friends with you. Alone, it just gets you stared at...