V1

The witching hour creeps,
to keep you awake.
A mind exploding with choice and mistake.
Try to close off your mind,
meditate, watch the ceiling;
hide front what haunts you,
hide from your feelings.

Bridge

Moments of feeling,
dormant for years, 
and dreaming of dreams
that could all end in tears,
suppressing desire
being led by your fears,
counting the days
turned to counting the years;
we we're counting the days
now we're counting the years...

Chorus

Somebody save my soul..
Oh let me lose control.
I may not be alone,
but baby I'm lonely..

V2

A silent storm brews
you're scared you will lose,
as the safe place you made
away starts to fade.
When there's magic and music
and love to be made,
there's magic and music
and love to be made..
 
Bridge 2

There's love to be made
but there's reality too,
and you know that you must
think of more than just you;
so you swallow and sigh
as your dreams start to fade.
Are we destined to love,
or just destined to crave?
Are we destined to love,
or just destined to crave...? 

Chorus

Somebody save my soul..
oh let me lose control..
I may not be alone,
but baby I'm lonely..

Somebody save my soul..
oh let me lose control..
I may not be alone,
but baby I'm lonely..

I'm lonely.