Up The Wooden Hills To Bedfordshire Lyrics - There Are But Four Small Faces - 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 you with a different feeling 

When you're slipping into sleep 

The day is night, the night is day 

So please 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 you with a different feeling 

When you're slipping into sleep