I've seen the blue lips on you
Bending down over cold kisses
I've heard the wings beating
Angels pass you over again
Lying on the floor
Still as a picture
Looking up with doll's eyes
Sleep a while
Sleep a while
Sleep while I'm gone
Your past is hung from your neck
Pulling strings made of things you always ment to do
Heavier than gold
Is it a crime to rest your soul for a while?
Lying on the floor
Still as a picture
You don't have to hide anymore
Sleep a while
Sleep a while
Sleep while I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
Sleep while I'm gone
Sleep while I'm gone
Sleep while, sleep while, sleep while I'm gone