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