Let Me Sleep Until the Dawn

Now I lay beneath the covers, worldly thoughts I try to smother, Sleep, a pleasure like no other, eyes are closed, I begin to yawn. Pray to the Lord my soul to keep. Plump my pillow and snuggle deep, Sigh and settle, welcome sleep. Mr. Sandman dream me a dream, Show me a sight I've never seen, bring me visions to muse upon; Let me sleep until the dawn. It doesn't seem too much to ask, nightly sleep after daily tasks. Let me sip from a soothing flask, no further need to carry on; Tomorrow is another day -- another day to fight the fray, Another day to harvest hay. Never mind the resolutions, Problems having no solutions, the curtains of the day are drawn; Want to sleep until the dawn. Now, I begin to feel a twitch, a muscle spasm, now an itch. I really hate to whine and b----, but this condition can't go on. Turn on the light, read my book, squint, give the clock a second look, Wonder how many pills I took. Covers rumpled, twisted, tangled, I'm annoyed, nerves are jangled. Maybe, turn the radio on; I need sleep before the dawn. Think I'll go down and watch TV, something relaxing -- history, maybe drama or mystery, don't want anything that's too long, don't want to think or contemplate, would be nice just to vegetate, If it's too slow I ruminate. Letterman is good for a laugh, just in time for the second half. Shopping channel has got a con; I can't believe I've got this on. Hush sleepy papa don't you cry, sleep will come to you by and by, Somebody sing a lullaby. Who's that singin’ that rockin’ song? In the wee hours of the morning, thoughts arrive without a warning, evil thoughts like hornets swarming, spoken by a voice inside me, meant to weaken and deride me, I'm not worthy to carry on. No time to sleep, here comes the dawn.