And as a lay in bed
for hours on end
I try to create my own
lullaby.

For my dreams
have seemed to run away,
and nightmares
are the only thing that keep my company.
Leaving each night
a never ending race
for sanity.  

Like a sweet breeze,
I whisper
into the silent
soft air
"I love you"
"I love you"
"I love you"
And I am reminded that my tongue will never get tired
of the taste of those words.

And every night,
As I watch you walk away,
I can't help but follow.

No matter how long it will be,
your tune
will be stuck in my head.

So for this one last night,
I beg you
too sing me to sleep again,
with your
sweet
sweet
lullaby.
In hopes that one day
I can sing my own.