Besedila: Amy Kuney. Bird's Eye View. Under My Bed.

Come to my window, my house is asleep
I'll leave a light on for you
The chain-linked fence slaps against the wind's cheek
Breaking the silent curfew

Through cupped hands, we make plans
So they won't take us away
Though harm sleeps, our instincts
Are fighting to keep us awake
Come and live under my bed

(My) closet is where all the wild things hide
When I'm alone they take charge
But your flashlight's a gun
Yellow bullets of light
Battles my fear of the dark

Through cupped hands, we make plans
So they won't take us away
Though harm sleeps our instincts

Are fighting to keep us awake
Come and live under my bed
It's what I've always wanted

Wake ups are hiccups I have in my dreams
I hold my breath till I'm blue
Though pins and needles my put me to sleep
I'll never lose feeling for you

Through cupped hands, we make plans
So they won't take us away
Though harm sleeps our instincts
Are fighting to keep us awake
Come and live under my bed
It's what I've always wanted
Don't tell anybody especially grown-ups
'Cause grown-ups would not understand
So come and live under my bed