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