Sleep Please Come to Me - Matthew Barber

Oh sleep please come to me

Its a quarter after Three

I’ve been here since One, I’m not having any fun

Won’t you ease this misery

There are things I gotta do

Oh tomorrow before noon

If you don’t make haste, the morning I will waste

Trying to get caught up to you

Oh sleep don’t close the door

It’s a-twenty after Four

It’s time the sheep were shorn, their wool is getting worn

And I can’t count them anymore

I’m asking when will you arrive

Cause it’s getting closer to Five

Well I thought I might have sensed you round and round

But I guess my senses lack

So still I lie here tucked and tied

In the cool, pale, blue moonlight

With my lover’s breath and the thoughts that fill my head

Instead of sweet, sweet dreams tonight

Instead of sweet, sweet dreams tonight

Instead of sweet, sweet dreams tonight