Don't! Cat, blue, piano
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Are just some of the things I like
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So the more that I see of them in my day
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The better I sleep at night
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Mum, dad drives, Juliet
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Are just some of the people I love
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So the more of all them I can get in my day
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The better I'll sleep at night
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I can moonwalk, build castles, play ping pong, talk to animals
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Hold my breath for a really long time'and tell the future
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Are just six of the things I can do!
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And the more I can fit of these things in my day
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The better I sleep at night
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Ah, the better I sleep at night
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Composer, or maybe an astronaut
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This is what I'm gonna be when I grow up
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I know cause I sing out all through the day
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I fly through space by night
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The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals
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I don't want to go anymore
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A bitter brave face on out through the day
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But I might cry myself to sleep
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Pinch, pinch, punch, punch
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Dancing round the car park after lunch
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Copy cats, gold stars, cola cubes for good marks
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Shy type, show off
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Your mom's got her masters, so what?
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Swap stickers, best friends, knight rider
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What ya tell the time again
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Popular, blonde hair, all the pretty girls sit over there
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Sister's in school, he's cool, our brother knows karate
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What do I do to make you hate me so much
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Is it the clothes I wear? The way I speak
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Wonder bra thrown around the German classroom
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You wouldn't understand, I'll never live it down
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Hiding in the bushes or tip-toeing down the corridor
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Stop it, you'll make me laugh
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Why would I ever need to know this?
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Somehow I'll get through
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I never want this to end
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This night, this music, with you in my arms
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Switch in to the real world
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No idea what I'm doin
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But here it goes
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I've found the place, feels like home
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But I caught you kissing her
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So suddenly I'm on my own
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There's just not enough hours in the day
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Things are going great, I can't complain
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When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby
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Finding my feet
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Make love, make money, make a difference
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Finding my feet
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Connect (connect)
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Finding my feet
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Make love, make money, make a difference
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How d'you do that again?
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Connect together
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I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason
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When did I stop eating bread' and cheese? I love cheese
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I want to have children,
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But I don't want to have children, you know?
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Something nibbling, a feeling I can't quite explain
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Online, offline, like I'm not really here (A choir)
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Awake or sleeping, somehow can't tell the difference
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A question:
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Bright light outside, dark deep down within
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It's a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along
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Honing in, I'm honing in on the heart of it all
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Toughen up, I've got to toughen up
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Cause I'm breaking it all apart
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What's at the heart
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What's at the heart of it all?
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Who am I now? Who am I now?
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The Listening Chair
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Imogen Heap |