IRON & WINE


Fever Dream Lyrics

Some days her shape in the doorway will speak to me
A bird's wing up on the window
Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping
Her fever dream a language on her face

I want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come

Some days, like rain on the doorstep
She'll cover me with grace in all she offers
Sometimes I'd like just to ask her
What honest words she can't afford to say

Like I want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come

Songwriter(s): Samuel Ervin Beam
Copyright: Sam Beam Music
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