Head so Heavy

Head So Heavy © Taasha Coates & Tristan Goodall 2008 
Universal Music Publishing Pty Ltd Wake in the morning with a head so heavy That it makes me cry But through the blind the sun burns so brightly That it shakes me dry Up in the trees all the leaves are waiting For the wintertime cnd the wind whispers and moans so gently Could be a lullaby Oh I'll race you, embrace you, disgrace you tonight, tonight Wake in the morning with a bed so empty That it makes me sigh But through the door the day waits so sweetly That it gets me high Out in the street all the people are waiting For the summertime cnd the wind whispers and moans so gently Could be a lullaby Oh I'll race you, embrace you, Disgrace you tonight, tonight The sun goes down with a cry so mournful That I close my eyes But the moon comes back with a song so beautiful That it fills the sky Oh I'll race you, embrace you, Disgrace you tonight, tonight