Four in the Morning

I'd look outside my window But I don't know how to open up my blinds Not like there's that much to see Just another suburban house in the middle of night Oh I ain't tired No I can't sleep Though it's four in the morning I'm up in my dreams I'd look up to the starlight But there's nothing up there I could see Just a constant darkness Except the light from the Luxor miles from me Oh I ain't tired No I can't sleep Though it's four in the morning I'm up in my dreams I could feel The sand within my hands The water's cold But the sun has burnt my back Plane above Advertising car insurance It's so stupid But I can't stop looking back Oh I ain't tired No I can't sleep Though it's four in the morning I'm up in my dreams