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 night flowers shine the brightest
We wake up when the sun goes down
When midwinter is at its darkest
The night flowers shine the brightest
And they do it although we won’t find them here
Because they 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
And they do it although we won’t find them here
Because they 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
And they do it although we won’t find them here
Because they 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