On a twenty-first floor, in the city where the sun never shines
Yesterday Toronto, tomorrow New York
It’s been six months making the album I promised you I’d make
“Good night” I write you, even though I know it’s already daytime on the island
You know I never sleep, baby, but I hope everything’s okay
I’m doing fine, honestly, the same as always—writing and picking chords
Though I still have a lot to do, the only thing I’ve finalized is the name
Good Night, Good Night, Good Night
Good Night, Good Night, eh, eh
Though sometimes I’d change it, yesterday I woke up thinking
If after good night, there’ll be a good morning
I don’t know, I’ll figure it out later, for now let’s see if I can wrap up the tour
And I promise after that we’ll spend a month in the Maldives
Or wherever you say
Sometimes it gets overwhelming, I miss Mom
I’ll try calling her to hear how Laura and Sofía are doing
And you—how’s uni’?
If I don’t ask, I wouldn’t even know you’re finishing psychology this year
I miss her, flying solo, I always end up with some setback
I pick up new quirks; the days feel endless, ah
Where are you, where are you? I need both of you
And when one is here, then the other is not
Tell me, how do I manage to have you both?
Because without me, you’re not you, and without her, I’m not me
Where are you, where are you? I need both of you
And when one is here, then the other is not
Tell me, how do I manage to have you both?
Because without me, you’re not you, and without her, I’m not me
I light one up when I see the other’s about to go out
I didn’t want sad lyrics in the album, but sometimes I feel sentimental
No one understood why I wanted to step away; no one knew, and no one ever will
No one could take a step
If they wore my shoes, even if they always see me in Salvatore
There’s no time, even with a Rolex
Time passes, baby, time flies
Next year, they better pay me double
If they want me to go there, or I won’t go at all
I love the shows, but I hate touring, and even more, baby, when you’re not there
Last night, I changed the tracklist again
I have five more songs to go, always more
And maybe with that, it’ll be done, and I can finally dream
Of the moment I land
Seeing you so I can breathe
Though I still won’t sleep well
Because I’ll wonder again
“Where are you, where are you?” I need both of you
And when one is here, then the other is not
Tell me, how do I manage to have you both?
Because without me, you’re not you, and without her, I’m not me
Where are you, where are you? I need both of you
And when one is here, then the other is not
Tell me, how do I manage to have you both?
Because without me, you’re not you, and without her, I’m not me
Without her, I’m not me
Without her, I’m not me
Without her, I’m not me
Mmm, mmm