It’s the night that worries me the most
dark corners we can’t see around, and promises we don’t know if we can fulfill
its one two three, come pray with me
that the sun will come up
and our eyes will meet
can my cord get tangled in the sheets?
Will that beeping I’ve grown deaf to be loud enough to wake you?
sometimes i worry that maybe I will die
if you get a peaceful nights sleep.
And I’m sorry, i wish it would change
so you can sleep and know I will be
But The Night is Dark
and Tomorrow is never guaranteed.
so one two three
come check on me
so the Sun can come up
and our eyes can meet.