When will we listen
When will we ever learn
Read all about it
This tide has got to turn
Old folks and babys
Crying in the storm
I try to tell them
Soon they'll be safe and warm
Lord let us out of this hall full of mirrors
Make it all clearer
Don't let us fall
In the middle of the night
Middle of the night
New voices calling
Saying it's alright
I'm not falling
Middle of the night
Halfway till morning
Middle of my life
New days dawning