Well maybe it’s a shame in the weekend
To toil aimlessly about dreams in bed
Counting sheep only lasts for so long
And maybe it’s a shame to waste the day

Someday we’ll be alive
More than we are right now
Someday we’ll start a fight
Let’s end our show with a bow

And we’ll close it out with a round of applause
They’ll look to us
Because we’ll be their stars
Right now we’re young and we’ll never grow old
But even if we do
We stand with the bold

What can I tell you?
You’re so far away
I wish to shield you
From the pain
It’s ok
Even angels are allowed to fall

There’s a high road
And a morning star
Making new plans
Only gets you so far
There’s a river
There’s a stream
There’s an ocean
With water for you and me
Drinks for two
Moonlit tea

There’s a mountain high
And a valley low
Running away
Can get you in trouble
There’s a babbling brook
There’s a creek
Fresh water
With water for you and me
Drinks for two
Moonlit tea

Rivers and streams
Oceans, brooks, and creeks
Water for you
And water for me
Up mountains high
Down valleys low
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is known
Drinks for two
Moonlit tea

It’s ok
Even angels are allowed to fall