(Sweet Water)

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