I sing to the tall man in the red kitchen
Who cannot sleep, who gave me everything
I sing to the tall man whose bright, dark eyes
And scarred chin remind me we are living
Come and rest awhile in my song
Nothing's wrong
Come and rest awhile in my song
I sing to the tall man who moves the faders
Candlelit hands make the speakers dance
I sing to the tall man who's sometimes lonely
Hears rat laughter and hymns up in the rafters
Come along and rest in my song
Nothing's wrong
Come along and rest in my song
Come and rest awhile in my song
Nothing's wrong
Come and rest awhile in my song
Come and rest awhile in my song
Nothing's wrong
Come and rest awhile in my song
