The Night

You’re the night, Lila
A little girl lost in a storm
You’re a folk tale,
The unexplainable
You’re a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope you’re waiting for me Cause I can’t make it on my own
I can’t make it on my own
It’s too dark to see the landmarks
And I don’t want your goodluck charms
I hope you’re waiting for me Across your carpet of stars
You’re the night Lila
You’re everything we can’t see
Lila
You’re the possibility
You’re a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope you’re waiting for me Cause I can’t make it on my own
I can’t make it on my own
Unknown in an unlit world of old
You’re the song I never heard before
Off the map where the wild things grow
Another world outside my door
And here I stand all alone
And driving down a pitchblack road
I can’t make it On my own
You’re a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope you’re waiting for me Cause I can’t make it on my own
I can’t make it on my own