Texty: Micah P Hinson. Drift Off To Sleep.

When you sleep
What do you see
A million stars to wish upon
Or just me

And oh she spoke so softly, to me
As we drifted off, to sleep

When you sleep
What do you see
A million stars you've dreamt upon
Or just me

And oh she spoke so sweetly, to me
As we drifted off, to sleep

And oh she spoke so softly, to me
As we drifted off, to sleep