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 seeOh, 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 nightHow 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 peaceOh, 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