Late At Night - Buffalo Tom

I close my door at night

But they get in all right

And she turns on the light

I held her hands so tight

'cause words don’t come out right

And she sees things at night

Me, i’m closer to the door

I don’t get scared no more

But i don’t know the score

If i could hold them in my hand

I’d make them understand

I’m not a haunted mind

I’m not a thoughtless kind

If i could put them in a jar

I know they wouldn’t scar

I’d do it if i could

I hope you know i would

I close my door at night

But she gets in all right

So i turn on the light

I held her hand too tight

Too hard to make it right

So i could sleep at night

If i could hold them in my hand

I’d make them understand

I’m not a haunted mind

I’m not a thoughtless kind

If i could put them in a jar

I know they wouldn’t scar

I’d do it if i could

I hope you know i would

I’d do it if i could

I hope you know i would

I’d do it if i could

I hope you know i would

I’d do it if i could

I hope you know i would

I’d do it if i could

I hope you know i would