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