Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
References to common sense
Have no place in times like this
Trust me friends, I’m a fan of sleeping
But tonight adventure conquers dreaming
So let’s welcome the night like fireflies
Let’s run down the sidewalk and scream at the sky
Use the rest of your breath to tell your stories or sing
And bounce off the walls, trade the floor for the ceiling
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
This is a request
Crawl out from graves of regret
This is a request
Don’t waste your time tonight
From the city lights to the backyard skies
The dark, sweaty rooms that shape our lives
I don’t know much
But I know tonight’s alive
Opinions of nocturnal love
Without poet’s charm or wit
Misunderstood to passersby
But loud and clear to misfit kids
So let’s welcome the night like fireflies
Let’s run down the sidewalk and scream at the sky
Use the rest of your breath to tell your stories or sing
And bounce off the walls, trade the floor for the ceiling
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
This is a request
Crawl out from graves of regret
This is a request
Don’t waste your time tonight
From the city lights to the backyard skies
The dark, sweaty rooms that shape our lives
I don’t know much
But I know tonight’s alive
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
Whoa, I’m singing for all of you
This is a request
Crawl out from graves of regret
This is a request
Don’t waste your time tonight
From the city lights to the backyard skies
The dark, sweaty rooms that shape our lives
I don’t know much
But I know tonight’s alive
I don’t know much
But I know tonight’s alive
I don’t know much
But I know tonight’s alive