Well baby put a sweater on and dream a bit of me
The hours they’ve been dragging on with you across that sea
So put your little head tonight in a pillow of the wind
And I’ll pretend I’m really not in the kind of shape I’m in

Perhaps if I sit back
Relax my shoulders
Maybe I won’t shiver through the night
Not sure that’s a fact
what her Mom told her
Thinking that it might…

So quit your fooling out ‘round there, I’m coming oh so soon
it's awful cold and lonely here, the corner of my room
I’m pale and thin and weary-eyed and I’m missing you to death
The fact that you ain’t coming home has stolen my last breath

Perhaps if I sit back
Relax my shoulders
Maybe I won’t shiver through the night
Not sure that’s a fact
what her Mom told her
Thinking that it might worth a try

Not sure that’s a fact
what her Mom told her
Thinking that it might…


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