Oh, Isabella, it's starting to snow
and I wanna know when it covers the ground.
So send me a message, show me a sign,
radiate in time to the shimmering sound.
Daylight,
I'm ready for daylight.
I'm ready to trade my darkened eyes
for the glitter prize.
It's never enough to be giving it all
when you're drawn by the call
of the siren you serve.
Now there's promise for keeping and miles to go1
before the sunrise show
that I wanna see, I wanna deserve.
Daylight, (I'm ready for daylight)
I'm ready for daylight (I'm ready for daylight).
I'm ready to praise your heaven skies
when the curtains rise.
Daylight, (I'm ready for daylight)
I'm ready to play right (I'm ready to play right).
I'm ready to trade my darkened eyes
for the glitter prize.
Every time, every time, every time
you're around (daylight, daylight)
every sight, every sound,
every time you're around.
Fireworks reflecting on your icy flow
like a fever below
and I can't break free
of the glow and the gleam.
Touché, Isabella, you were always the queen
of the dramatic scene
Now I wanna shout, I wanna scream.
Daylight,
I'm ready for daylight.
I'm ready to praise your heaven skies
when the curtains rise.
Daylight,
I'm ready to play right.
I'm ready to trade my darkened eyes
for the glitter prize.
Daylight, (I'm ready for daylight)
I'm ready for daylight (I'm ready for daylight).
I'm ready to praise your heaven skies
when the curtains rise.
Daylight, (I'm ready for daylight)
I'm ready to play right (I'm ready to play right).
I'm ready to trade my darkened eyes
for the glitter prize,
for the glitter prize,
for the glitter prize,
for the glitter prize.
1. A reference to lines from the famous poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost: "The woods are lovely, dark and deep, / But I have promises to keep / And miles to go before I sleep, / And miles to go before I sleep."