From the recording V: Heaven for the Weekend
“Come to Bed” opens V: Heaven for the Weekend with a seductive mix of country grit and pop polish. Ryland Fisher blends synth-driven textures with aching vocals and a raw guitar groove, capturing the moment when pride gives way to longing. It’s a plea for closeness after conflict—sensual, vulnerable, and unmistakably Ryland.
Lyrics
Lying in the dark
The ticking of the clock’s getting louder
Wondering where you are
Cus that left side's getting colder by the hour
Your perfume on the sheet is faint and fading
I can’t fall asleep, I keep on waiting
For your call, so we can talk
Work it out, come on baby
Just come to bed
Lay your head on my chest where you belong
So I can feel you next to me
Let's just forget what the hell went wrong
I left that light on our front porch
Spare key’s waiting by the door
Cus we ain't over, so come on over, we can start again
Baby, come to bed
Are you lying there awake?
Are you caught up in the toss-and-turning?
I know it’s a little late
But if you got both ends of the candle burning
We can put it out, if you say you miss me
It don’t matter now, it’s all history
Just fall in my arms
Sleep it off, come on baby
Just come to bed
Lay your head on my chest where you belong
So I can feel you next to me
Let's just forget what the hell went wrong
I left that light on our front porch
Spare key’s waiting by the door
Cus we ain't over, so come on over, we can start again
Baby, come to bed
The only thing I need tonight
Is to have you curled up by my side
See that sleepy smile just like you never left
Baby, come to bed
Baby, come to bed
Come on baby, just come to bed
Lay your head on my chest where you belong
So I can feel you next to me
Let's just forget what the hell went wrong
I left that light on our front porch
Girl, you know I’m still all yours
Cus we ain't over, so come on over, we can start again
Baby, come to bed
Baby, come to bed
Baby, come to bed