The ladies in my dream are so obliging.
They come on down to do the things I need.
Whether skies are calm or cut apart by lightning,
theyre always there to minister to me.
And at break of dawn
theyre sweetly shining,
and at quiet of midnight, cold and dim,
they say don?t harm him.
And when I wake
CG
I see that bed
and I just want to climb back in.
But lets gather up your friends
and drive up to that country inn.
We can stay there, feeling water
warmly wash across our skin,
giving back all of our tears
so that we can cry them again.
You want to tell your dad you cant believe hes dying,
but lets just walk on down the hall and shut our mouths.
as on this hour drive were silent to ourselves.
Lets go back up to your house,