Night descended Like a blanket on a house, Where i miss you, like a limb, I close the curtains, shun the working and i, Put your record on, I put your record on
Oooh-oooh etc.
By the lonely, tax collector never had Such a feeling, before you came and You descended, i amended and i need it like a hole in the head I need it like a hole in the head
Oooh-oooh etc.
You took me to the lion's den You took me to the lion's den