Rick Springfield — Up The Wooden Hills To Bedfordshire

(Ian MacLagan) [Originally by The Small Faces] When you're slipping into sleep That's the time to unwind Sinking down into the deep That's the time of no time When you're slipping into sleep All the sounds around you Seem to have a new meaning Leave your body behind With a different feeling When you're slipping into sleep The day is night The night is day So squeeze out the light as I slip away Up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire Up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire When you're slipping into sleep There's a world you will find That's all yours and you can keep That's the only thing to keep When you're slipping into sleep All the sounds around you Seem to have a new meaning Leave your body behind With a different feeling When you're slipping into sleep