you ve only to say good night then all these dreams will be yours can i turn out the light and hum your favorite wee small hours you ve only to say good night then all these dreams will be yours can i turn out the light and hum your favorite wee small hours the blinds hide an open view on a city that feels renewed and i count my age by days cause that way years go by slower you ve only to say good night then all these dreams will be yours can i turn out the light and hum your favorite wee small hours you ve only to say good night then all these dreams will be yours can i turn out the light and hum your favorite wee small hours it felt good to go astray to find this surprising place and nothing can soothe me more than to know nothing is over sky high hundreds of stories into the clouds sky high hundreds of stories into the clouds