Lullaby Of The Leaves - Beth Hart, Joe Bonamassa

Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby

Days so long ago when I was a tot so high

And now that I have grown

I found myself alone

Cradle me with summer skies

Can watch me with a million eyes

Oh, sing me to sleep

Lullaby of the leaves

Cover me with Heaven’s blue

And let me dream a dream or two

Sing me to sleep

Lullaby of the leaves

I’m breezing along, along with the breeze

I’m hearing a song, a song through the trees

You know, ooh

That fine melody caressing the shore

Familiar to me, I’ve heard it before

Ooh, that’s Southland

Don’t I feel it in my soul

And don’t I know I’ve reached my goal

Oh, sing me to sleep

Lullaby of the leaves

Lullaby of the leaves