Too weird to stay outside, feeling like I've lost my mind
Thrill has gone and I'm getting older
Still, don't take it as a sign, I'm hiding all the time
It's death I saw over my shoulder
Oh well, have I stumbled into hell?
See the crosses on the hill
And if I try I've made up my mind
Darker in the night, let her be your light
I'm not quite here but I'm so much closer
You're anchored in my head, hiding in my bed
She's a wolf trap, honey with a tape recorder
Oh well, have I stumbled into hell?
With another cross there still
I know if everyone tries, we'll make up our mind