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