the kids on the corner they're learning the bad trends
 with their fingers raised to the skies
 the homeless and hungry they're so short of money
 but they keep praying for passersby
 the modern and classy they pretend to be trashy
 and it puts a grin on my face
 i live with a lover, his eyes scream "i love her"
 i love when he sleeps at my place
 
 oh baby, don't sleep, just yet, just yet.
 there are things that i've left to tell you, yes, yes.
 
 oh i could touch forever his islands and treasure
 but i fear one day this will end
 i'm livin too quickly says, oh, far too many
 but aren't they just movin too slow?
 you say i'm the sun, but to me, you're the one
 and i dream that one day this won't end
 i always think of him, i pretty much love him
 to me, he's the ultimate best
 
 oh baby, don't sleep, just yet, just yet.
 there are things i have left to tell you, yes, yes.
 
 oh baby, don't sleep, just yet, just yet.
 there are things i have left to tell you, yes...
 
 baby, baby, baby...
 
 
 
 
 i'll stand behind the curtain
 i'll end with a closer
 here you are
 here you are
 
 
 (pass the button, pass the thread
 tapestry tapping your pretty, pretty head
 pass the paint, pass the brush
 sit there still while i draw you, in a rush
 you don't see what you do to me
 you don't see what you do to me
 
 the reeds and the weeds tangle my feet
 but you are the pulse
 i follow your beat
 in the cytoplasm asphyxiation
 you feed me with your light your rhythms
 
 when you sleep i watch your chest
 once you rise with the sun in the west
 copy your breathing rhythms so i can be more like you
 learn your lucid dreaming so we can both sleep there too
 
 in dreams we face an identical view
 an identical view)