Figure of divine perfection   No one's loved with more affection   Soul to soul we've breathed   Oh, I won't let the fates succeed      Worried hours of contemplation   Whispered bits of conversation   Unaffected orderlies   Disinfected rooms and hallways      And if you sleep, you sleep with God   And if I cry, it's for my heart   Why should I hope to make it through?   'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too      Jagged thorns and pretty petals   Butterflies and stinging nettles   Sunny days and nights of blackness   But where's the joy to cure my sadness?      And if you sleep, you sleep with God   And if I cry, it's for my heart   Why should I hope to make it through?   'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too      Why should I hope to make it through?   ?Cause if you sleep, I?ll sleep too      Gleaming cars and covered faces   Teary eyes in hallowed places   Grass and granite stone   No one's been more all alone      And if you sleep, you sleep with God   And if I cry, it's for my heart   Why should I hope to make it through?   'Cause if you sleep, I'll sleep too      Why should I hope to make it through?   ?Cause if you sleep, I?ll sleep too