I was standing on a wave, then I made the drop I was lying in a cave in the solid rock I was feeling pretty brave 'til the lights went off
Sleep by no means comes too soon in a valley lit by the moon
We left a little dust on his Persian rug we gathered up our clothes, got the washing done in a long forgotten place, who'll be the first to run?
Sleep by no means comes too soon in a valley lit by the moon
I was floating on a wave, then I made the drop I was climbing up the walls, waiting for the band to start you can say the magic words I've got my senses on and this is the only place that I always run from
Sleep by no means comes too soon in a valley lit by the moon