I ran in herenIn the attic, in the eye of a tornadonI watch the winter tame the orchardnTree by tree, lay them gently downnnCities that shine like El DoradonNow it's sleeping in the ShadownAnd I can't wake it up againnStars above you are shining roadsnAnd no one knows quite where it goesnAnd I can't get to sleep againnnI lay in herenIn the attic, in the wind of a tornadonI watch the wind tear the walls innAnd the animals, never feel so low againnnCities that shine like El DoradonNow it's sleeping in the ShadownAnd I can't wake it up againnStars above you are shining roadsnAnd no one knows quite where it goesnAnd I can't get to sleep againnnStars above you shine on cuenNow they're acting a bit confusednAnd I can't make them shine again