The night suits us best
We wake up when the sun goes down
The night suits us best
We wake up when the sun goes down
The night suits us best
When midwinter is at its’ darkest
The nightflowers shine the brightest
And they do it although we won’t find them here
When midwinter is at its’ darkest
The nightflowers shine the brightest
Because the ripped themselves up by the roots
And now they’re standing on two feet
And bloom in the lady that’s dancing next to me
Because the ripped themselves up by the roots
And now they’re standing on two feet
And bloom in the lady that’s dancing next to me
Because the ripped themselves up by the roots
And now they’re standing on two feet
And bloom in the lady that’s dancing next to me
The night suits us best