The Night
Words and music by Mark Sandman
Youre the night, Lila
A little girl lost in a storm
Youre a folk tale,
the unexplainable
Youre a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope youre waiting for me
Cause I cant make it on my own
I cant make it on my own
Its too dark to see the landmarks
And I dont want your goodluck charms
I hope youre waiting for me
across your carpet of stars
Youre the night Lila
Youre everything we cant see
Lila
Youre the possibility
Youre a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope youre waiting for me
Cause I cant make it on my own
I cant make it on my own
Unknown in an unlit world of old
Youre 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 cant make it
On my own
Youre a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope youre waiting for me
Cause I cant make it on my own
I cant make it on my own
Youre the night, Lila
A little girl lost in a storm
Youre a folk tale,
the unexplainable
Youre a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope youre waiting for me
Cause I cant make it on my own
I cant make it on my own
Its too dark to see the landmarks
And I dont want your goodluck charms
I hope youre waiting for me
across your carpet of stars
Youre the night Lila
Youre everything we cant see
Lila
Youre the possibility
Youre a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope youre waiting for me
Cause I cant make it on my own
I cant make it on my own
Unknown in an unlit world of old
Youre 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 cant make it
On my own
Youre a bedtime story
The one who keeps the curtains closed
I hope youre waiting for me
Cause I cant make it on my own
I cant make it on my own