Buildings Breeding Slowly To Sleep
Hush through the night, your baby sleeps tight
as you wind down your machines.
All through the night, down the hall leads a light
that somehow applies to me.
Oh little one, curl me up,
twist me around while you sleep.
A kiss from your lips tastes so sweet.
Whisk me away, no pause, no delay
as you shake me out of a dream.
The world seems so bright but you shade my eyes
and I pull you closer to me.
Hush little one, curl me up,
twist me around while you sleep.
A kiss from your lips, touch finger tips.
The curious bits circle me.
To the end of the line with you as my bride.
The Lord he will find you with me.
With one kiss for my maturity.
