Lullaby - Ron Pope

She left town on a 3 o’clock train

Goin' God knows where… far away

And the last words she spoke to me’s

«I'll be all right.»

She grew up in a sad dark place

The kind of path you don’t retrace

Been tryin' to wake from nightmares

All her days

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Oh goodnight… and this is her lullaby

The LA sun, it warms her face

And she don’t seem so far away

She sends photographs

To hold me tight

I call her on the phone again

And ask if she’ll come home, and then

I won’t hang up

Until she says she might

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Oh goodnight… and this is her lullaby

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Oh goodnight… and this is her lullaby

I don’t know if I believe

I’m everything this woman needs

But I swear on my soul

I’d rather die than let her go

She’s been searching from the start

For pieces of her tattered heart

I know… but I’m not sure…

These winter nights, she’s in my prayers

I wake to find she isn’t there…

And every time

I laugh until I cry

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Oh goodnight… and this is her lullaby

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Oh goodnight… and this is her lullaby

This is her lullaby…