Isabel Lyrics

Isabel sleeps with her head on a pillow

And the coffee in his hands

Had never felt so strong

He longs to know her story

And if he should be sorry

But he doesn't say a thing

'Cause he's afraid to be wrong

He begs the stars

To stay beyond the morning

But they deny him as

The dew's already forming on the ground

Isabel sleeps with her head on his shoulder

He wraps his arms around her in hopes

He won't feel colder if she's wound

Girl write your stories in the sand

So I can write every reason not to love you

On my hand

As a rule I don't believe in love at first sight

So when you wake up

Could you please prove me right

But slumber while you can

While you don't have to know

That my heart's under your hand

And I can just pretend it's why you glow

Isabel sleeps with her head on a pillow

With moonlight making her hair

A weeping willow she is his

But not for long

Girl write your stories in the sand

So I can write every reason not to love you

On my hand

Girl write your stories in the sand

So I can write every reason not to love you

On my hand

I'm wearing the red dress you painted white

But they all look the same in pale moonlight

(I think the sun's coming up)

I'm wearing the red dress you painted white

But they all look the same in pale moonlight

Oh I'm wearing the red dress you painted white

But they all look the same in pale moonlight

I'm wearing the red dress you painted white

But they all look the same in pale moonlight

Oh Isabel was never in my sight

Oh Isabel I give thee back to the night

Oh Isabel oh Isabel oh Isabel

Sleep tight