Daylight Is High

Don't wake me, mother. I know it's only 5 PM. There's no need to bother me. The sun hasn't sunk yet. The streets are crowded, the air is stiff. I better stay in my bed. You know the daylight is high, scorching my skin. So I wait for the night to slowly come In. Its beautiful touch, you know what I mean. I will be waiting. And you say, "Sleep, little girl. Sleep, little girl. I am close to you. Sleep, little girl. Your funny curls will never turn Gray. Sleep. Let all my fairy tales come true as you're Away." Father, my father. Shut the windows, close the doors. I wanna see no other man. My dear father, people have invented laws. They will condemn me to death according to them. Look, some innocent blood leaks through the roof. It's spreading about, it's flooding the room. But I cannot go out. I wait for the moon. I'm tired of waiting. Sleep, little girl. Sleep, little girl. I am close to you. Sleep, little girl. Your funny curls will never turn Gray. Sleep. This cynical world will fade as you're away. The Daylight is high, scorching my skin. So I wait for the night to slowly come In. Its beautiful touch, you know what I mean. I will be waiting. Sleep, little girl. Sleep, little girl. I am close to you. Sleep, little girl. Your funny curls will never turn Gray. Sleep. Let all my fairy tales come true As you're Away.