The Night

[Bbm]  [Ab]  [Fm]  [C/E]  [Fm]  [Ab] [Eb]  [C#]

[Bbm]  You're the night,[Ab] Lila[Fm]h. A little girl[C/E] lost in the woods.
[Fm]  You're a folk tale[Ab], t[Eb]he unexplainable [C#]

1):
[Bbm]  You're a bedtime st[Ab]ory. [C/G]The one that keeps the curtains clo[Fm]sed.
[Bbm]  I hope you're waiting for[Ab] me [C/G]cause I can't make it on my[Fm] own.
[C/G]  I can't make it on my[Fm] own.

[Bbm]  It's too dark to see the lan[Ab]dmarks.[Fm] I don't want your good luck c[C/E]harms.
[Fm]  I hope you're waiting for [Ab]me [Eb]across your carpet of stars[C#].
[Bbm]  You're the night, L[Ab]ilah.[Fm] You're everything that we can't se[C/E]e.
[Fm]  Lilah,[Ab] yo[Eb]u're impossibili[C#]ty.

1)

([Bbm]  [Ab]  [Fm]  [C/E]  [Fm]  [Ab]/[Eb]  [C#])x2  (faintly 2nd time)

[Bbm]  Unknown the unlit world of old. You're the so[Ab]unds I never heard before.
[Fm]  Off the map where the wild things grow.[C/E] Another world outside my door.
[Fm]  Here I stand I'm all alone. [Ab]Dri[Eb]ve me down the pitch black road.
[C#]Lilah you're my only home and I can't make it on my own.

2):
[Bbm]  You're a bedtime [Ab]story[C/G]. The one that keeps the curtains [Fm]closed.
[Bbm]  And I hope you're waiting [Ab]for m[C/G]e cause I can make it on my [Fm]own.
[C/G]  I can make it on my [Fm]own.

[Fm]You're the paint can falling off the wall at the door that slams at the end
of the hall where the kid rings sounds of basketball. The[C/E] battle of the
earth of the angels. [Fm]The shifting snow drifts so realistic, so realistic - call you
of stars. See there is something in the yard. It's awful dark. With the painted strings, the
the good luck charm, the prayer, the extra layer. The group ???...