I Am Bob Ross

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An armful of blankets
Is never enough to keep my eyes shut
It's the price I pay
For the perfect day (hold on)

If you'd just stay asleep
Your delicate voice so sweet
Won't you stay with me?
I'm dying, I need this
You pull me to my feet
And I won't make a sound if it means
I'll see you around
But maybe
I could fall asleep tonight
I could wipe my mind
Of my former life

Your delicate voice so sweet
Won't you stay with me?
I'm dying, I need this
You pull me to my feet
And I won't make a sound if it means
I'll see you around