Walk Away

Walk away from this
I don’t want to walk away from this
Baby’s at my side asleep its Sunday morning
windows creeping almost golden
Still there’s time to think
The way that spring is always there to sing
A song to keep your mind off disappointments
Remind you how things come and go and.
I’m almost sure I wanna stay
asleep and dream baby
The covers keep warm the kitty
That lies in bed asleep with me.
Kittys like to play and bite
And ride the shit out of their bike
Its been rumored or been said
They like themselves some sweet cornbread