Like a child, you always landed on your feet. Running wild, paid caution little mind.
Playing in the middle of the streets, with all the time in the world.
A world so wide, you could wander it for miles, going where you’ve never been.

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

If you could fly, could you find your own way home? Up so high, over that old rainbow.
But what about the great unknown? You might find where the sidewalk ends (don’t go too far...).
Imagine your surprise, to land Where The Wild Things Are. Little lamb so far away from home.

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

Ah ouh... now you’ve done it.... Ah ouh... here, kittie kittie kittie kittie kittie kittie...
Oh uuh... Ah ouh... Oh look at thee... No...

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?