Fever Dream (Album) - Iron & Wine

Lyrics by：Sam Beam

Composed by：Sam Beam

Some days her

Shape in the doorway

Will speak to me

A bird's wing on the window

Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping

Her fever dream

A language on her face

I want your flowers like babies

Want God's love or maybe

As sure as tomorrow will come

Some days like rain on the doorstep

She'll cover me

With grace in all she offers

Sometimes I'd like just to ask her

What honest words

She can't afford to say like

I want your flowers like babies

Want God's love or maybe

As sure as tomorrow will come