Driving home under northern lights

I'm thinking things I think I shouldn't be thinking

I feel silly and so shy

Because you're just good enough to read my mind



So much sadness in your smile

Don't want to be more trouble on your mind

So just lay back and close your eyes

And I will sing you a little lullaby



Aaniish waa-izhichigeyan noongom

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyang

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyan noongom

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyang

Gaganoozhishin



Such an inopportune time

Feeling this I just shouldn't be feeling

But then I look at you and you smile

Would you be kind enough to ease my mind



Aaniish waa-izhichigeyan noongom

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyang

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyan noongom

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyang

Gaganoozhishin



This is all metaphor and fantasy

Until you say it's something more

I don't want to know what it is to feel

Something only half real



Aaniish waa-izhichigeyan noongom

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyang

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyan noongom

Aaniish waa-izhichigeyang

Gaganoozhishin

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