Hear your heartbeat , beat a frantic pace , and it's not even 7:00 AM . You're feeling the rush of anguish shuttling . You cannot help showing them in . So hurry up then , or you'll fall behind and , and they will take control of you . And you need to hear , the hurt behind your eyes . Fickle words crowding your mind. So, sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in , like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within . Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in and carry you over to a new morning . Try as you might , you try to give it up , seems to be holding on fast . Its hand in your hand , a shadow over you , a beggar for soul in your face . Still, it don't matter , if you won't listen , if you won't let it follow you . You just need to heal , make good all your lies , move on and don't look behind . So, sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in , like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within . Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in and carry you over to a new morning . Day after day , fickle visions , messing with your head , fickle visions , sleeping in your bed , messing with your head , fickle visions , fickle visions . Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in , like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within . Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in and carry you over to a new morning . Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in , like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within . Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in and carry you over to a new morning . Ooh. Yeah. Ah.