| Tell me you had bad dreams last night
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| 'Cause you were rolling in your sleep
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| Tell me you hate those bright street lights
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| Sometimes the shadows give you the creeps
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| Please, close your eyes
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| Please, if you don’t want to say
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| Please, close your eyes
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| Please, what keeps you awake
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| Tell me the air up here’s too thin
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| You can’t fell the wind when it moves
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| Tell me the stars are made of tin
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| And that they’re banging on the roof
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| Please, close your eyes
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| Please, if you don’t want to say
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| Please, close your eyes
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| Please, what keeps you awake
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| The sun will rise
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| And keep your mind at ease
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| So close your eyes
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| Please, close your eyes
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| Please, if you don’t want to say
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| Please, close your eyes
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| Please, what keeps you awake |