Текст: Cara Beth Satalino. Lullaby.

I am bending these spoons in the back room
you know i do my best to make you proud
shifting in my shell, i've been better but oh well
it's easy to get lost into this crowd

oh, i'm not naive, no sir
i have it all under control
i collect all my confusions and illusions with a grin
i never said that two halves make a whole

don't worry your pretty head
just count your sheep and go to bed
don't worry your pretty head
just count your sheep and go to bed

caught up by the fast approaching dawn

prying open eyelids of the dead
i am feeling able to move on
in the absence of the revery i have made

don't worry your pretty head
just count your sheep and go to bed
don't worry your pretty head
just count your sheep and go to bed

don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry,
your head, your head, your head
just count your sheep, just count your sheep,
just count your sheep and go to bed, go to bed