Well who needs light To think Not me When it's this clear And the rug begins to sink Beneath you It's not easy When I try to get to sleep And I'll tell you the end of the story if I want I'll tell you the end of the story if I want I'll tell you the end of the story if I want Well I slide down Between the seats Where your unwanted change And dust retreats to Well I slide down And my heart gets caught Well I slide down And my heart gets caught And I try to get this down And I try to get to sleep And I try to get this down And I try to get to sleep