In a room of whistles and billows, crackling fireplace keeps us warm. Whisperin' wind through weepin' willows, and sweet one only rested in my arms. In a soft light, her eyes are gleamin', pretty little hand covers up her mouth when she yawns. Wake me up, I must be dreamin' that sweet one only rested in my arms. Sleepy kisses waft us off, they get much warmer later on. Won't I reach for the light and turn it off my mouth, sweet one only rested in my arms. Sleepy kisses waft us off, they get much warmer later on. Won't I reach for the light and turn it off my mouth, sweet one only rested in my arms. Sweet one only rested in my arms. *
