I might be young, or so I’m told So why do I feel 85? I should get up, I should get down I should go out and make all my friends so proud But the closer I am to midnight The further I get from this nocturnal life I will never get older than I am on the inside When the party gets going wild I am the first to say goodnight I will never get older than I am on the inside When the party gets going wild I am the first to say goodnight And as the sailor needs the sea That is how my bed will crave for me I will go down with the sun And that is when the owls and bats have just begun Can feel the room is getting loud And that is when the music’s turning up A million dancing endorphins While I am only running to catch a dream Goodnight, goodnight I am sleeping, hibernating, separating me from this nocturnal life... Ooohh... Drift into my secret life Aaah... Hush my baby Ooohh... Drift into my secret life Aaah... Hush my baby Sshhh...