Anna sleeps beneath the trees
All pink against the forest green
A know she dreams of scary things
I know she dreams of what she's seen
I don't shake her awake this time
When i hear a whimpering
Anna dreams of where she's been.
Tossing, turning struggling
Whatever she's fighting, i hope she wins
But I can't wake her up tonight.
I hope you get to
The point where you're crying never
But I'd like to tell you
You are better than I remember
When she tries to get some rest
Anna wakes catching her breath
Letting go of what is left
Behind her eyelids in her head
I did not know wake her up that time
And it seems like she's doing fine