Santa Fe Dream - Anaïs Mitchell

If it should happen

If you should wake up in the night

There in the city of faith

Where your true love lies

Asleep like a baby

With her hands at her head

And the moon in your window

Sheds her light on the bed

If it should happen

If you should rise alone

And go sit staring in the shadows

Of all that you own

At the cloth on the table

And the cable bill

You’re too old to keep moving

You’re too young to keep still

All the while the rambling stars

All the while the roving moon

All the while the railroad cars

Keep passing by

Passing by you

If it should happen

If you should turn to see

The way that moon sheds her light

On your love where she sleeps

Go lay down beside her

And wonder again

That such a small window

Lets so much light in