Sleep Like a Baby Tonight
Morning, your toast, your tea and sugar,Read about the politician’s loverGo through the day like knife through butterWhy don’t youYou dress in the colours of forgivenessYour eyes as red as ChristmasPurple robes are folded on the kitchen chair
You’re gonna sleep like a baby tonightIn your dreams, everything is alrightTomorrow dawns like someone else’s suicideYou’re gonna sleep like a baby tonight
Dreams,It’s a dirty business, dreamingWhere there is silence and not screamingWhere there’s no daylight, there’s no healing
You’re gonna sleep like a baby tonightIn your dreams, everything is alrightTomorrow dawns like a suicideBut you’re gonna sleep like a baby tonight
Hope is where the door isWhen the church is where the war isWhere no one can feel no one else’s pain
You’re gonna sleep like a baby tonightIn your dreams, everything is alrightTomorrow dawns like a suicideBut you’re gonna sleep like a baby tonightSleep like a baby tonightLike a bird, your dreams take flightLike St Francis covered in lightYou’re gonna sleep like a baby tonight