He fell asleep to me reading ballads
Ballads of love and joy
Ballads that were happy

He fell asleep and awoke
A bad dream, he says
Oh, 10 more so he may have sweet dreams

10 more, 10 more
Maybe this time I read mine.
Class rants and ballads for his sweet dreams

Maybe abusing sleepy meds, he says
So I worry that there would be no more dreams ever
so i write his family

A text yet still a note
On what there child is doing
And how it is concerning...

So i can decide 10 more,
To ease his mind
To put him asleep as David did with his songs

So he can say, 10 more
So he can understand me
on a different level than most