The wind is howling and the moon is bright.......lord tell me why I can't sleep through the night
I toss and I turn I am up and I am down....I long for the days when I can sleep sound
I know what it is for I cannot change......I guess a goodnight sleep is just out of range
It is so dark and boy is it cold ....I hope this changes before I get too old
My heart is empty my sleep is restless......to get some rest I must bow before my princess