Stuck in a dream, so serene
A poet wrote this tale I'll read:
She's in the mill
She's in the park
She's everywhere except his heart
Chasing over everything
We have known
Midnight calling oh the hour has flown
Chasing over everything
We have known
Midnight calling oh the hour has flown
I'm on tour and thats
A problem you see
Grim Reaper knows just where I'll be
I've tried to run
But I'm laying low
Let him in
He'll like the show
Chasing over everything
We have known
Midnight calling oh the hour has flown
Chasing over everything
We have known
Midnight calling oh the hour has flown
Chasing over everything
We have known
Midnight calling oh the hour has flown
Chasing over everything
We have known
Midnight calling oh the hour has flown