The Night - Catie Curtis

You’re the night, Lila

A little girl lost in a storm

You’re a folk tale,

The unexplainable

You’re a bedtime story

The one who keeps the curtains closed

I hope you’re waiting for me Cause I can’t make it on my own

I can’t make it on my own

It’s too dark to see the landmarks

And I don’t want your goodluck charms

I hope you’re waiting for me Across your carpet of stars

You’re the night Lila

You’re everything we can’t see

Lila

You’re the possibility

You’re a bedtime story

The one who keeps the curtains closed

I hope you’re waiting for me Cause I can’t make it on my own

I can’t make it on my own

Unknown in an unlit world of old

You’re the song I never heard before

Off the map where the wild things grow

Another world outside my door

And here I stand all alone

And driving down a pitchblack road

I can’t make it On my own

You’re a bedtime story

The one who keeps the curtains closed

I hope you’re waiting for me Cause I can’t make it on my own

I can’t make it on my own