Things At Night

THINGS AT NIGHT

AT NIGHT, WHEN I WAS A CHILD
MY IMAGINATION WOULD RUN WILD.
I WAS AFRAID TO SLEEP WITHOUT A LIGHT
I LIKED MY LIGHT, SHINING SO BRIGHT.
IN THE DARK, THERE WERE TOO MANY CREEPY THINGS.
TO MY COVERS I WOULD TIGHTLY CLING.
THERE WAS A THING THAT LIVED UNDER MY BED,
ON ME, IT WANTED TO BE FED.
THERE WAS A THING THAT LIVED BEHIND MY DOOR.
NOT TO FOGET THAT HORRIBLE THING THAT Hides IN MY DRAWER.
THINGS SEEMED TO LIVE IN EVERY LITTLE PLACE,
ALWAYS ME THEY WANTED TO CHASE.
THESE THINGS ONLY WOULD COME OUT
WHEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT, WITHOUT A DOUBT
THAT’S WHY I SLEEPT WITH MY LIGHT
SHINING SO BRIGHT
copyright EDK 2009