David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
David Ryan Harris
My eyes close like the curtains after a play
And my mind opens like a vista, gold in hue
And my thoughts run like a river under an ocean
And the sandman is given his due (yes he is, yes he is)
I can't wait for me to get some sleep
The sandman is on his midnight creep
Slumber enter, take me deep, until I am rested
My dreams sore like an angel in flight
And my worries run like the sunshine runs from the night
I can't wait for me to get some sleep
The sandman is on his midnight creep
Slumber enter, looking skyward, counting sheep
I pray the lord my soul to keep until I am rested
My eyes close like the curtains after a play
And my mind opens like a vista, gold in hue
And my thoughts run like a river under an ocean
And the sandman is given his due (yes he is, yes he is)
I can't wait for me to get some sleep
The sandman is on his midnight creep
Slumber enter, take me deep, until I am rested
I can't wait for me to get some sleep
The sandman is on his midnight creep
Slumber enter, looking skyward, counting sheep
Goodnight, don't let the bed bugs bite…