This Time of Night

This Time of Night

Words and music by Winfield Shaw Clark

This time of night
The whole damn world seems lonely,
Lonely as a tomb.
The moon is bright,
But here I sit,
Alone in my room.

This time of night
I think I know why dogs howl at the moon.
This time of night
I think I see why fights suddenly break out in a saloon.

Ah, let it go …
Turn on the light.
Let it go,
Close, but not quite.

This time of night
The whole damn world seems lonely … lonely.

Copyright © Winfield Clark 1989-2008

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