The Dead of the Night
You crawled into my head in the dead of the night
As I wondered who had turned out the light
You're cold to the touch and as sharp as a knife
And I wondered what my blood would taste like
But darling don't you know it's hard to be alone?
That's what makes these nights so cold
So I start to wonder and hope that you don't mind
Will you meet me under Cleary's clock tonight?
If I don't show up, don't fear that I'm dead
Just find a payphone, they'll tell you I have just left
These are things we forget as I walk you home
I turn on my heel to get the bus on my own
But darling don't you know it's hard to be alone?
That's what makes these nights so cold
So I start to wonder and hope that you don't mind
Will you meet me under Cleary's clock tonight?
They said there'll be days like these
We're all suffering from the same disease
I know that I'm hard to please
We're all suffering from the same disease
But darling don't you know it's hard to be alone?
That's what makes these nights so cold
So I start to wonder and hope that you don't mind
Will you meet me under Cleary's clock tonight?
As I wondered who had turned out the light
You're cold to the touch and as sharp as a knife
And I wondered what my blood would taste like
But darling don't you know it's hard to be alone?
That's what makes these nights so cold
So I start to wonder and hope that you don't mind
Will you meet me under Cleary's clock tonight?
If I don't show up, don't fear that I'm dead
Just find a payphone, they'll tell you I have just left
These are things we forget as I walk you home
I turn on my heel to get the bus on my own
But darling don't you know it's hard to be alone?
That's what makes these nights so cold
So I start to wonder and hope that you don't mind
Will you meet me under Cleary's clock tonight?
They said there'll be days like these
We're all suffering from the same disease
I know that I'm hard to please
We're all suffering from the same disease
But darling don't you know it's hard to be alone?
That's what makes these nights so cold
So I start to wonder and hope that you don't mind
Will you meet me under Cleary's clock tonight?
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Writer(s): Stu Daly
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