Now, it's too late to go to bed

And it's far too early to rise

And the words being said by the voices in my head

Are stronger than any closed eyes

And I know I could've kept her close

If I could only outrun myself

But my history is clear, things are worse, then they disappear

I say, "I'm sorry." They say, "Farewell."

And I thought my heart had stopped

On a night so still

I heard a needle drop

And your voice spilled

Into the cracks and hollows so hopelessly thirsty and deep

And there's no one to call, so Otis, sing me to sleep

Now, it's too late to start again

And it's far too early to concede

But if I knew that other men had been through the same, maybe then

I'd have something to believe

So, if another Mr. Pitiful

Had ever felt this chained and bound

I might have the faith I can be her one and only man

And have the strength to keep her arms around me

And I thought my heart had stopped

On a night so still

I heard a needle drop

And your voice spilled

Into the cracks and hollows so hopelessly thirsty and deep

And there's no one to call, so Otis, sing me to sleep

And I thought my heart had stopped

On a night so still

I heard a needle drop

And your voice spilled

Into the cracks and hollows so needlessly broken and dry

And I'm ready to fall, so Otis, be my lullaby

Into the cracks and hollows so hopelessly thirsty and deep

And there's no one to call, so Otis, sing me to sleep