, tonight as my head hits the pillow. I will ask myself as I look out the same window At the end of the day, did I laugh and dance enough. Did I tell my friends, how much they really mean to me. At the end
much. I can't climb out the way I fell in, oh Jump with me for that old forgotten dance. The midnight sun will burn you up. And your life is cold, your life is hard. Your life is too much for words