Из альбома: Nocturnes
You leave so soon
Creature of habit
Clock strikes midnight
So long, farewell, goodnight
I take you with a grain of salt
We?re different but still the same soul
I chase you with your lights out
I look out but it?s not soon enough
Times up, sun?s down
Stuck here without a sound
I wake up and you?re sleeping
Keep dreaming. Your light?s still out
Clock strikes, midnight, so long
I wake to sleep and I
I wake to sleep and I
I wake to sleep and I
Dream to the right
Dream to the right
Dream a little dream