Over, the static of this conversation,
Your voice, sings sweet lullabies to my sleepless eyes
That long for, this technicolored skyline
Of this Carolina, Carolina sunset.
Now that you,
Have sung your lullaby to me,
Just open your window
And let the wind sing my lullaby.
My lullaby, lullaby.
My l-lullaby, to you.
I know that you're intrigued
By this mystery melody
That often puts you to sleep.
But don't be scared, my dear-
For it is only me
That's singing at the top of my lungs,
On your windowsill.
This is the venue of your bedroom
Where I will sing your lullaby.
Your lullaby, lullaby...
Your lullaby.