up with the sun every morning you find nothing new has come in the morning light cornflower blue, nothing new to you i won't be there when you turn out your light turn out your light but it's all gonna be alright tomorrow so sleep now my girl down by the sea while the city sleeps these streets are made out of wood and thieves cornflower blue, nothing new to you weave your hope out of sand and leaves sand and leaves but it's all gonna be alright tomorrow so sleep now my girl dream, don't let time get you down dream, don't let time get you down.