Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s right. I think I’ll sleep on the floor tonight. In the dark, there is a place where a labyrinth was once a maze where dreams were born and dreams have died I lay me down to sleep tonight.
Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s right, Good night.
Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s right, I think I’ll sleep with the stars tonight. In stellar arms, in Love’s embrace, I’ve got the moon to stroke my face. I know I’ll find another rhyme and some peace for this heart of mine.
Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s right, Good night. |