歌词
I hear the clock ticking in the hall
I feel the footsteps rattling off the wall
It's a scene, isn't it?
I hear the leaves falling on the roof
I feel the moon beginning to move
It's serene, isn't it?
This time of night
I either wanna die
Or I think I can fly
This time of night
I'm swallowing the high
From voices in the sky
And I get a little bit tired
Just a little bit wired
But throw some wood on the fire
Then this time of night
I won't say goodbye
I can't say goodbye
Sometimes I like to listen to the cicadas
Sometimes I wonder how it sounds to have made it
It's silent, isn't it?
Sometimes I like to listen to the heat
Sometimes I wonder 'bout the things I've seen
It's violent, isn't it?
This time of night
I either wanna die
Or I think I can fly
This time of night
I'm swallowing the high
From voices in the sky
And I get a little bit tired
Just a little bit wired
But throw some wood on the fire
Then this time of night
I won't say goodbye
I can't say goodbye
This time of night
I either wanna die
Or I think I can fly
This time of night
I'm swallowing the high
From voices in the sky
And I get a little bit tired
Just a little bit wired
But throw some wood on the fire
Then this time of night
I won't say goodbye