This Is the Night

I'm scared of the things I think of

When night comes along

Something gets hold of me

Something I can't see

Oh, it's a wicked world

Awaits the ones our young girls bear

Oh, I need somebody to hold me

In the fading light of this coming night

In the fading light of this coming night

How many whores have walked through that door

Lain by my side and climbed in my mind?

And taken me down to where the heat

Blisters the skin upon my feet

Makes me reach out and weep

For the days when I was pure of heart

And slept in peace

Oh, it's a wicked world

Awaits the ones our young girls bear

Oh, I need somebody to hold me

In the fading light of this coming night

In the fading light

This coming night

In the fading light

Of this coming night

In the fading light

This is the night