Sleep - Alex Lloyd

Tonight the TV is my friend

Life’s misdemeanors won’t let the magic in

Some inspiration then it stops

But when the rain it comes it never wants to stop

Sleep, sleep

It doesn’t hurt to be here any more

Sleep, sleep

A box of you is lying on the floor

God wants to know the long weekend

He’ll get to know his son Jesus as a friend

All superheroes fast asleep

It gets so busy seven days a week

Sleep, sleep

It doesn’t hurt to be here any more

Sleep, sleep

A box of you is lying on the floor

For all misguided modesties, illusions of the past

Not everything that’s meant to be is always going to last

I love you

I love to turn you on