David Wax Museum Will You Be Sleeping?
Will You Be Sleeping?
The rise and fall of your chest
A steady movement I trace as I dress
I bend to kiss the curve of your neck
It's not a word I've used but for the first time I feel blessed
Will you still be sleeping when I get home?
Have you had your fill of dreaming?
Do you dream differently when you are alone?
If I'm not back when you awake
And the bed we share has lost my shape
When the weight of sleep leaves your legs
Will you wait by the window wrapped in a bedsheet cape? or
Will you still be sleeping when I get home?
Have you had your fill of dreaming?
Do you dream differently when you are alone?
If you can sleep, baby, sleep all day
I'll take care of everything that on your mind has weighed
The grass inches up, blood flows in our veins
Whatever you do, please leave the bed unmade
Will you still be sleeping when I get home?
Have you had your fill of dreaming?
Do you dream differently when you are alone?