babbling throughout the nite
as i counted the sheep's
and yet my eyes wont shut tight
are u there mr right?
cos i wanna get to know u better
in love, life, future
and the places u might go after
tell me stories
of lost and found
blue skies and marry-go-round
little bunnies hopping around
and when the rain comes falling down
do we share the same umbrella?
or u'll be gone, without a sound...
where art thou, oh, mr right?
