Tell me you had bad dreams last night
cause you were rolling in your sleep
tell me you hate those bright street lights
sometimes the shadows give you the creeps
Chorus
please.. close your eyes
please.. if you don't want to say
please.. close your eyes
please.. what keeps you awake
Tell me the air up here's too thin
you can't feel the wind when it moves
tell me the stars are made of tin
and that they're banging on the roof
Chorus
The sun will rise and keep your mind at ease
so close your eyes..
Chorus
Please...

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