In The Dead Of Night

I love it and I hate it
But I can’t seem to let it go.
It seems with every passing day
My indecision grows.
Building up inside me
Welling up like a dam.

If I had took another road
I might have got home faster.
If I had missed the things I did
Would that have spelled disaster?
It’s hard to know what’s wrong or right
In the dead of night.

Solo

I though I saw a vision
Might just have been my mind.
Playin’ another trick on me
Like it does all the time.
Can someone tell me what is right?
In the dead of night.

And if the walls come tumblin’ down
Then who is to blame?
Should we take it seriously
Or is it all a game?
What you see is what you get
Or depends on where you stand.

Outro solo