Sleep

Artist
Wendy Beckerman
Released
1996
Genre
Folk
  1. Sleep -:-- / -:--

The sun is red burning low
Over the fog on the field
And I awake down the road
From where you’re asleep
And maybe next time I’ll stay long enough
To see the cat I heard in the night
Come in from the empty street
And sleep upon your feet

My heart is red beating slow
Under the breath of this prayer
I tell myself I am loved
But I don’t believe it today
And maybe next time I’ll pray long enough
To feel the love I dreamed in the night
Come under the flowered sheet
And sleep upon my feet

Sleep upon my feet
The fog spreads out under the sun
Sleep upon my feet
But once in a while the sun shows through
And looks like the moon
Full and gray
Ask me to stay

My eyes are red bathing long
In a blue-green pool
My love at home lies awake
Waiting for me to return
And maybe next time I’ll sleep close enough
To keep the window wide as your heart
And maybe next time I’ll stay warm enough
To come in from the empty street
And sleep upon your feet