Will you sing me a lullaby?!


Question: I can't sleep...


Answers: I can't sleep...

It's the way that you blush when you're nervous.
It's your ability to make me earn this.
I know that you're tired, just let me sing you to sleep.
It's about how you laugh out of pity,
'Cause lets be honest I'm not really that funny.
I know that you're shy, just let me sing you to sleep.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is close.

It's those pills that you don't need to take,
medicating perfection, now that's a mistake.
I know that you're spent, just let me sing you to sleep.
It's your finger and how I'm wrapped around it.
It's your grace and how it keeps me grounded.

I know that you're weak, just let me sing you to sleep.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is close.

While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.
Now I feel your name, coursing through my veins.
You shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame.

(Oh)

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything. (I really do)
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is close.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is close.

I sing but poorly, but I will play you a gentle sweet tune on me guitar, lovely child. I'll sing of rain and sun and I'll sing of sweet robins in the spring. I'll sing to you of bunnies in the field and wildflowers in the meadow and pretty clouds upon the horizon.
I'll sing of love for a sweet child and caresses by a loving mother. I'll sing of admiration from a young lad and birthdays one by one. I'll turn around and you're little and I'll turn again and you're grown, a lovely young mother with babes of your own. Turn around, turn around, turn around and you're a young wife...with babes of your own.
Sweet dreams.....

you should listen to classical music.. especially the ones with piano rhythm =p





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