Love Lullaby
Sleep tight all snug in your little bed
As I tell you a story while you rest your weary little head
This is the tale of a man who knew his own fate and
was so wrapped in his faith he denied the wrath of hate
This is the Love Lullaby
Being told only to focus ahead or he would surely be dead,
Failure is what he fears
Searching blindly in the abyss of pain, making piece that he is insane
but tries to play sane
This is the Love Lullaby
Finally being pulled from his insecurities by an angel of caramel wing
There he could finally see all these infidalities
leaving now with his angel of caramel wings
This is the Love Lullaby
Good Night sweet drerams
I love you my queen
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