Stranded in June

Sleep baby sleep
The day’s on the run
The wind and the trees
Are talking in tongues

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colours made of tears

I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No, no, no
I’m so tired I don’t know what to do
I’m so tired my mind is set on you

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