Blake Mills
Half Asleep
[Verse 1]:
Waiting to be brought about
She turns before the grand reveal
And every time she chickens out
Those old familiar doubts she feels

[Verse 2]:
Songs about a life unlived
Gifts she could not promise you
She'd lie across the bed and give
Oh but is that the song you would want to do?

[Verse 3]:
The greatness of this moon
Pours its concrete over your bed
And in the darkness of this room
She kneads you and you'll rise like bread

[Verse 4]:
Would you just lay back and rest
With what little time you share that bed?
Put your loving arm across her breast
Half asleep and half in dread