So I sing you to sleep, after the loving, with a song I just wrote yesterday and I hope you can hear what the words and the music have to say; it's so hard to explain everything that I'm feeling face to face; I just seem to go dry, but I love you so much that the sound of your voice can get me high; thanks for taking me on a one-way trip to the sun and thanks for turning me into someone, so I sing you to sleep, after the loving, I brush back the hair from your eyes and the love on your face is so real that it makes me wanna cry and I know that my song isn't saying anything new, but, after the loving, I'm still in love with you.