1. Back to Bed


It's Sunday morning
and it's pouring
up above us
does that sound on the roof
fill your head?

I would like to, invite you
excite you, and delight you
yes I'd like to invite you back to bed

There's a sad song sung
by the church bells
an appeal for the dying
and the dead

If you need me, lead me
feed me, baby bleed me
if you need me, won't you lead me back to bed

There's a great big world outside these four walls
full of questions that I just don't wanna face
but when I hold you in my arms I can rise above them all
till they're so small they disappear... without a trace