I hear the sounds of the warm wind against my window,
I hear the magical noises of the insects and the bats against the door,
I hear it all…
In my room, in my bed, trying to sleep.
I hear the moving cars and can see the flashing light,
I hear the wind chime that is away from my sight,
I hear it all…
In my room, in my bed, trying to sleep
I hear the dogs howl, in their long scary cries,
I hear the late comers mumbling goodbyes,
I hear it all…
In my room, in my bed, trying to sleep
I try and get the courage to avoid all this commotion,
I close my eyes, to fall into the great dreamy ocean,
I finally succeed…
In my room, in my bed, to go to sleep.
Goodnight
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