Four Hours In Washington

Well, its one in the morning and i cant sleep at night
I hear wolves around the doorstep
Theyre circling outside
I count em jumping over fences, and landing on the sheet
Now, its two in the morning and I cant fall asleep
Its two in the morning and I cant fall asleep
Theres a wind in the willows
And its a howling down the street
I hear it picking up the garbage , gonna fly it to the moon
Now its three in the morning better get some sleeping soon
Its three in the morning better get some sleeping soon
Im gonna count the numbers in the counsellors room
And if I miss a beat, well, then its off with my head
Now its four in the morning and Im twisting in my bed
Its four in the morning and Im turning in my bed
I wish i had a dream or a nightmare in my head
So i drop my imagination and get some sleeping done
Now its five in the morning and Im wishing it was one