up with the sun every morning you find
nothing new has come in the morning light
cornflower blue, nothing new to you
i won't be there when you turn out your light
turn out your light but it's all gonna be alright tomorrow so sleep now my girl down by the sea while the city sleeps
these streets are made out of wood and thieves
cornflower blue, nothing new to you
weave your hope out of sand and leaves
sand and leaves but it's all gonna be alright tomorrow so sleep now my girl dream, don't let time get you down dream, don't
let
time
get
you
down.