Being all alone with no one to count on makes me feel goodnBut sometimes when I lay awake at nightnI pull the sharp edges of my life into menAnd I hold them tightlynAnd I hold them tightlynThey'll go to bed with mennand Put them to sleep for the nightnPull it all insidensanity is waiting nnPut them to sleep for the nightnPull it all insidensanity is waitingnnIt's waiting Some man came to me and said Son, I got a bad life aheadnAnd behind me I'm in the streets nAnd as I walk away I heard him shout sharp edges of his life at menAnd I hold them guiltynAnd I hold them guiltynI saved the quarters for me nnand Put them to sleep for the nightnPull it all insidensanity is waitingnnPut them to sleep for the nightnPull it all insidensanity is waitingnnIt's waiting I dream of one day having someone to tell not tonPlay in the streets and show him to the worldnAnd when I'm old and gray I'll pull those sharp edges of my life into menAnd I'll hold them peacefullynJust save a plot for mennPut them to sleep for the nightnPull it all insidensanity is waitingnnPut them to sleep for the nightnPull it all insidensanity is waiting It's waitingn