This strange bed is giving me strange dreams
This strange bed is giving me strange dreams
Dreamt I overheard
What the Sun said to the Moon
Come softly to my wake
And i'll some softly to you
Dreamt I held my son
That an angel brought to me
Took one look at his eyes
And started to cry
My boy was blind
This strange bed is giving me strange dreams
And they're staying with me almost mockingly
They take me back to when I was young
When all I wanted was to belong
To all the friends that I thought would last
Makes me laugh now I think about it
But these strange dreams
Have me thinking some strange things
That angel turned to me and said …
Time is all that is
What will be will be
Know your boy isn't blind
He just has not learned to see
You must teach him to see
You will teach him how he is to be
This strange bed is giving me strange dreams
This strange bed is giving me strange dreams
Dreamt i overheard
What the sun said to the moon
Come softly to my wake
And i'll some softly to you
credits
from Come Softly To My Wake,
released May 30, 2013
Guitar & Vocals - Niall Byrne
Keyboards - Neil O' Connor
Recorded by Richard Egan
Mixed by Glenn Keating
Mastered by Stephen Quinn @ Analog Heart
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