San Francisco Symphony

Winter Lullaby

I adore your gentle breathing, lying in my bed;
My plant has chosen you with drops of water on your head.

I adore you leaning over, blowing out the light;
Your lips will be my candle, burning through the night.

I adore that you adore all creatures meek and wee;
I adore the firelight that shines on you and me.

I adore you leaning over, blowing out the light;
Your lips will be my candle, burning through the night.

I adore your voice beside me biking to the sea;
I adore you, darling, every moment you’re with me.

~ T. Booth Haley/D4