People ask am I scared Am I so sure? Am I prepared? But that's not what keeps me up at night People say that I must be dumb If I let you down well i'm sorry son But that's not what keeps me up at night No that's not what keeps me up at night I've been trying for eight hours In and out for maybe two Now the sun is at my window Where were you? Burning, Burning bright Our eyes wide open I bet you could see our town from space, that night People talk like I should have stayed Should have played those cards But I played it out in my head And I might as well have end up dead Yeah I might as well be somebody else And you could take my place instead I've been trying for eight hours In and out for maybe two Now the sun is at my window Where were you? Burning, Burning bright Our eyes wide open I bet you could see our town from space, that night We keep on all the lights We keep them burning bright The fires they return, They couldn't tell us why Why we keep on all the light, That's what keeps me up at night I bet you could see our little town Burning bright I bet you could see our little town Burning bright I want to go back there I bet you could see our little town Burning I want to go back That's not what keeps me up at night That's not what keeps me up at night I want to go back there That's not what keeps me up at night I want to go back there