Blake Mills
Half Asleep
Waiting to be brought about
She turns before the grand reveal
and every time she chickens out
those old familiar doubts she feels
Songs of a better life on the lift
gifts she could not promise you
She'd lie across the bed and give
but is that a song you'd want to do
The greatness of this moon
pours it's concrete over your bed
but in the darkness of this room she needs you and you'll rise like bread
you just lay back , rest
with what little time you share that bed
your lovin' arm holds her breast
half asleep and half in dread
(Thanks to Jeff Burland for these lyrics)
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