sleep peacefully
like the way you look this morning
with faith in your eyes
and me in your hands
a whispered promise in your heart
lullaby for a snow-faced girl
is what i'll sing
watching you, the whole time
it's three-o-five on monday morning
or is it night?
i don't know
is it night?
i don't know
but we'll be fine
we'll be fine
we'll be fine
we'll be fine
we'll be fine