歌手:Poets of the Fall
专辑:《Live in Moscow》

作词 : Marko Saaresto
作曲 : Markus Kaarlonen/Marko Saaresto/Olli Tukiainen

Hear your heartbeat
Beat a frantic pace
And it’s not even seven AM
You’re feeling the rush
Of anguish settling
You cannot help showing them in
So hurry up then
Or you’ll fall behind and
They will take control of you
And you need to heal
The hurt behind your eyes
Fickle words crowding your mind, so...
Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in
Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe within
Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in
And carry you over to a new morning

Try as you might
You try to give it up
But it seems to be holding on fast
Its hand in your hand
A shadow over you
A beggar for soul in your face
Still it don’t matter
If you won’t listen
If you won’t let it follow you
You just need to heal
Make good all your lies
Move on and don’t look behind, so...
Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in
Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe within
Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in
And carry you over to a new morning
Day after day
Fickle visions
Messing with your head
Fickle, vicious
Sleeping in your bed
Messing with your head
Fickle visions
Fickle, vicious

Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in
Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe within
Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in
And carry you over to a new morning
Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in
Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe within
Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in
And carry you over to a new morning

Hush now, little child
Don't give up and don't you cry
For the evil once they're gone
They're far beyond the sun
So now you may sleep...