“I lay awake at night and pray not to see the light of day.
And I wonder how to behave right.
He has left me such a mess,
counting to protest, my mind can’t get no rest.

Fast asleep, where I keep my memories,
he’s calling me out in dreams, he visits me.
What will be?  Will I see him again soon?
Oh oh oh oh 

Why am I so terrified of waking?
He’s gone and I feel I’ve been forsaken.
In sleep is the only place I get to see him,
get to love him.

The scene is a city after dawn,
becomes a field of corn,
and I’ve had this one before.  

Fast asleep, where I keep my memories,
he’s calling me out in dreams, he visits me.
What will be?  Will I see him again soon?
Oh oh oh oh 

Why am I so terrified of waking?
He’s gone and I feel I’ve been forsaken.
In sleep is the only place I get to see him,
get to love him.

And I know the when the story ends,
the one that’s in my head,
well I’ll be alone again.

Why am I so terrified of waking?
He’s gone and I feel I’ve been forsaken.
In sleep is the only place I get to see him,
get to love him.

Why am I so terrified of waking?
He’s gone and I feel I’ve been forsaken.
In sleep is the only place I get to see him,
I get to love him.
Well I love him, I love him, I love him.”

- In Sleep, Lissie