We're just going to start thinking about bedtime,
I think.
Time for bed.
We'd
like to play one of the cornerstones of our work.
I'll play the most important song in the world.
Here I am,
and within the reach of my hands
She is sound asleep,
and she's sweeter now than the
wildest dreams
Could have seen her,
and I'd watch her slip and away
But I know I'll be hunting high and low
High and low,
ah,
there's no end to the lanes
I'll go to
To
find her again,
upon this my dreams are defending
Through
the dark,
I sense the pounding of her heart
Next to mine,
she's the sweetest love I could find
So I guess I'll be hunting high and low High and low,
ah,
there's no end to the lanes
I'm hunting high and low And now she's telling me
She's got to go away
I'll always be hunting high and low Only for you
Watch me tearing
myself to pieces
I'll be hunting high and low
There's no end to the lanes I'll go to
You were so good in the beginning.
Can we do it again?
One more time, a round.
Don't sound so sad.
Yeah, can you talk?
Thank you very much.