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
And 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 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 the group [incomprehensible]