Frost on the Bough
Style: Kalimba night

[Verse 1]
Frost is painting the branch outside your window white and slow
While an owl sits waiting quiet in the cold night air
Nothing out there can touch you, nothing needs to know
You are folded in close where it's warm, where you're rare

[Chorus]
Whitney, the whole dark world can wait till morning light
Rest your small hands and let your worries drop away
You are the softest thing I've ever held so tight
Whitney, my Whitney, sleep is calling, come and stay

[Verse 2]
The owl keeps its watch so you don't have to keep yours tonight
Every shiver of frost is just the cold world settling down
You are held in something steadier than any streetlamp light
Wrapped up safe while stillness spreads its quiet through the town

[Pre-chorus]
Let your breathing slow to match the hush outside the glass
Nothing in the dark can find you, nothing here will pass
You are closer to the morning than you think, so

[Chorus]
Whitney, the whole dark world can wait till morning light
Rest your small hands and let your worries drop away
You are the softest thing I've ever held so tight
Whitney, my Whitney, sleep is calling, come and stay

[Bridge]
Sleep now, and let the frost keep its silent, patient hold
You don't need to understand the cold to be kept from it
Somewhere out there the branch is turning silver, turning gold
You are warmer than the whole wide winter, every bit

[Chorus]
Whitney, the whole dark world can wait till morning light
Rest your small hands and let your worries drop away
You are the softest thing I've ever held so tight
Whitney, my Whitney, sleep is calling, come and stay

[Outro]
The frost will still be there when you wake up, bright and new
And I'll still be right here, exactly where I was with you

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