Lyrics:

You're the night, Lilah
A little girl lost in the woods
You're a folktale
The unexplainable

You're a bedtime story
The one that 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 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't 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't make it on my own
I can't make it on my own


Unknown the unlit world of old
You're the sounds I've 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 a bedtime story
The one that 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

You're the paint can falling off the wall with the door that slams at the end of the hall
Where the kid rings sounds of basketball
The battle of the earth and 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...