-Stay down here tonight.
Tell me what goes on in that
beautiful dark and forlorn mind.
Don’t take another sip,
it’s quarter past two.
Tell me why you write the things you write,
or we could go to sleep, I don’t mind.
Either way I need you to fight-
Not in space, or in the depths of your blight,
certainly not while floating- high as a kite.
Stay down here with me tonight,
stay here and tell me you’ll be alright.
-You can’t stay here tonight
I think you know nothing’s alright.
You seem to be escaping through my plight.
You seem to be losing sight,
of what might not or might,
happen when there’s no promise of delight.
I’ll fight my own fight
But I’m willing to be your shining knight.
So I’m saying you can’t stay here tonight,
you’ll regret it in the daylight.
Baby he’s heading towards the light,
He needs you more than I do, it’s only right.