Goodnight owl; you watch over the moon, you watch over me
Goodnight now, make sure luna plays nice with the sea.
It gets closer, closer than it's ever been before.
It washes over my head until my room is the ocean floor.
When I fell asleep you were waiting right outside in your favorite tree;
A sentry from your wooden balcony. You know you don't owe me anything.
Moonlight low, only you can see what the owl can see.
Moonlight soul, like the water, you are free.
Closer, closer than it's ever been before.
It washes over my head until my dreams rest on your shore.
When I fell asleep you were waiting right outside in your favorite tree;
A sentry from your wooden balcony. You know you don't owe me anything.
I trust you for you thrive in the darkest of hours where you don't need to hide.