when the night feels long
and the darkness feels thicker than your blood
when the sky upstairs is black and strong
go, leave your keys, you sweet thing, go on

when the night wears on
and the moon is freezing like your fingers in your gloves
when the sky upstairs is holding strong
go on, leave your keys, you sweet thing, go on

careful what you wish and on what star
your soul will sound just the same
careful what you wish and just how far
you let it lead you
'til you find you can so simply go on

now the clouds carry on
cause the sky upstairs has danced from dusk to dawn
and the light outside is gorgeous blonde
go on, leave your keys, you sweet thing, go on