People ask am I scared
Am I so sure? Am I prepared?
But that's not what keeps me up at night

People say that I must be dumb
If I let you down well I'm sorry son
But that's not what keeps me up at night
No that's not what keeps me up at night

I've been trying for eight hours
In and out for maybe two
Now the sun is at my window
Where were you?

Burning, Burning bright
Our eyes wide open
I bet you could see our town from space, that night

People talk like I should have stayed
Should have played those cards
But I played it out in my head
And I might as well have end up dead
Yeah I might as well be somebody else
And you could take my place instead


I've been trying for eight hours
In and out for maybe two
Now the sun is at my window
Where were you?

Burning, Burning bright
Our eyes wide open
I bet you could see our town from space, that night

We keep on all the lights
We keep them burning bright
The fires they return, They couldn't tell us why
Why we keep on all the light, That's what keeps me up at night

I bet you could see our little town
Burning bright
I bet you could see our little town
Burning bright

I want to go back there

I bet you could see our little town
Burning

I want to go back

That's not what keeps me up at night
That's not what keeps me up at night

I want to go back there

That's not what keeps me up at night

I want to go back there