She can't remember when she last slept well
Daydreaming of it through each day
Was it last november, a year ago
She slept through the night, it's gone away
At first sight he sleeps tight it seems
At second sight he fights in his dreams
Third time around he's awake and he needs
Her comfort and so the night proceeds
Then the morning arrives and our son starts to laugh (and our son starts to laugh)
With each and every sunrise, it's a perfect photograph
These moments make up for every second of lost sleep (every second)
An atonement, the beautiful reward to reap
Then the night arrives and she's back again
Lying wake wondering when he will scream
Thinking of our lives, thinking back at when
She was able to dream
At first sight he sleeps tight it seems
At second sight he fights in his dreams
Third time around he's awake and he needs
Her comfort and so the night proceeds
Then the morning arrives and our son starts to laugh (and our son starts to laugh)
With each and every sunrise, it's a perfect photograph
These moments make up for every second of lost sleep (every second)
An atonement, the beautiful reward to reap
Parenting doesn't end when the sun goes down
Each and every night she thinks that she's about to drown
She would never want to rewind time, despite all despair
He's her everything, to lose him is her biggest nightmare
Then the morning arrives and our son starts to laugh
With each and every sunrise, it's a perfect photograph
These moments make up for every second of lost sleep
An atonement, the beautiful reward to reap