Improbability is falling asleep tonight. (Come tomorrow, you won't be the same.)
I don't see a reason, not right now.
(We'll start anew, we'll even change you're name)
I grasp these sheets and fake this risk.
(We'll grasp these sheets and make this risk a reality)
They'll make you believe that out of your eyelids you'll never see the sun I see.

Will you read me a story, tuck my sheets in, taking your time?
I don't care if you sleep tonight.
You know I'm selfish, yeah, you should expect this type of thing from me.
I know you're oh so tired, but my eyes are wide open.
And the thought of another day is just too much, so just give up.

I would like more than ever just to say goodnight.
Because who knows the morning could bring more than light.
Something to look forward to after the night has said it's prayers and shed it's tears and constructed a new lease on life for you.

Protection is over-rated.
Prepare for a revolution.
I'll just throw in the towel and say goodnight.