Three o'clock in the morning

It's quiet and there's no one around

Just the bang and the clatter

As an angel runs to ground

Just the bang and the clatter

As an angel hits to ground.Red light, grey morning

You stumble

Out of a hole in the ground

A vampire or a victim

It depends on who's around

You used to stay in

To watch the adverts

You could lip synch

To the talk shows

And if you look

You look through me

And when you talk

you talk at me

And when I touch you

You don't feel a thing

If I could stay

Then the night would give you up

Stay

Then the day would keep its trust

Stay

With the demons you drowned

Stay

With the spirits I found

Stay

And the night would be enough...