Morphine - The Night

Lilah=night beauty

You're the night, Lilah
A little girl lost in the woods
You're a folk tale
The unexplainable

You're a bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
I hope you're waiting for me
Cause I can make it on my own
I can make it on my own

It's too dark to see the landmarks
I don't want your good luck charms
I hope you're waiting for me
Across your carpet of stars

You're the night, Lilah
You're everything that we can't see
Lilah, you're the possibility

You're the bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me
Cause I can make it on my own
I can make it on my own

Unknown the unlit world of old
You're the sounds I never heard before
Off the map where the wild things grow
Another world outside my door
Here I stand I'm all alone
Drive me down the pitch black road
Lilah you're my only home
And I can't make it on my own

You're the bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me
Cause I can make it on my own
I can make it on my own.

You're the paint can falling off the wall
at the door that slams at the end of the hall
Where the kid rings sounds of basketball
The battle of the earth of the angels
The shifting snow drifts so realistic
So realistic - call you carpet of stars
See there is something in the yard
It's awful dark
With the painted strings, the cross, the good luck charm
The prayer, the extra layer