You’re the night, Lila   A little girl lost in a storm   You’re a folk tale,    the unexplainable      You’re a bedtime story   The one who keeps the curtains closed   I hope you’re waiting for me   Cause I can’t make it on my own   I can’t make it on my own      It’s too dark to see the landmarks   And I don’t want your goodluck charms    I hope you’re waiting for me    across your carpet of stars      You’re the night Lila   You’re everything we can’t see   Lila    You’re the possibility      You’re a bedtime story   The one who keeps the curtains closed   I hope you’re waiting for me   Cause I can’t make it on my own   I can’t make it on my own      Unknown in an unlit world of old   You’re 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 can’t make it   On my own      You’re a bedtime story   The one who keeps the curtains closed   I hope you’re waiting for me   Cause I can’t make it on my own   I can’t make it on my own