If You Sleep (Tal Bachman)

Figure of divine perfection No one's loved with more affection Soul to soul we've breathed Oh, I won't let the fates succeed Worried hours of contemplation Whispered bits of conversation Unaffected orderlies Ah, disinfected rooms and hallways And if you sleep, you sleep with God And if I cry, it's for my heart Why should I hope to make it through? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too Jagged thorns and pretty petals Butterflies and stinging nettles Sunny days and nights of blackness But where's the joy to cure my sadness? And if you sleep, you sleep with God And if I cry, it's for my heart Why should I hope to make it through? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too Why should I hope to make it through? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too Gleaming cars and covered faces Teary eyes in hallowed places Grass and granite stone No one's been more all alone And if you sleep, you sleep with God And if I cry, it's for my heart Why should I hope to make it through? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too Why should I hope to make it through? 'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too If you sleep, if you sleep If you sleep, I'll sleep too